Hey guys! Finally Christmas holidays started!
Kay, so in this chapter i wrote a part in Kim's POV and i'm sorry if it was not good. I wanted to try it out so i gave it a shot.
Also, i would like to thank Aznmissy04 for an idea she gave me for this chapter :) Hope you like it!
Desclaimer: I don't own Kickin it
She was standing still, afraid to make a single movement. Her breath ragged and sweat started forming on her forehead. She clenched her hands into fists, opening and closing them repetedly, not knowing what to do. She closed her eyes as she breathed in deeply to calm herself down but failed badly.
'What the fucking hell is wrong with me?! I'm freaking out over...nothing!' Kim thought. She couldn't believe it. She didn't understand it. She didn't know it. All she knew was that she wanted to forget everything. I mean, don't get it, forget it. But she wasn't exactly sure of what she wanted to forget either.
A blow of wind came from the open window, sending chills down Kim's spine and moving whatever had fellen on the floor closer to her. It rested there, still waiting to be picked up, the wind blew in again as if to finally get Kim to make a move
She tensed completely, shutting her eyes even more and breathing more heavily. She let her emotions dance in her freely for a brief moment before one of them tugged her back into reality. Kim snapped her eye open, still staring at the ground. She controlled her breathing and wiped the sweat away. She finally raised her head and looked ahead of her, internally smirking, 'What was I thinking? I've been looking forward all this time and i ain't stopping now.'
She felt proud of herself for manting her cool and not giving in. She was Kim Crawford after all, wasn't she?
And what did she see on the wall in front of her anyway? A framed picture was hanging, portraying a young girl with her mouth wide open, looking as if she was laughing full heartedly at something. Her pearl White teeth were shining as the sun hit her face perfectly, making her hair seem like melted gold. Her smile brought immediate attention to her eyes. They were glinting with laughter and seemed so lively that they could make anyone smile.
However, they made Kim frown. Her internal smile and satisfaction fell as she stared at the picture. With the frown on her face she stared at it longingly with distant eyes. Nostalgia, sadness and pain flashed in them for a second before diissolving as her anger flared. An unknown fire lit up within her for also unknown reasons. She didn't have the slightest idea of what was happening to her, she just wanted it to stop.
For the first time in 7 years, Kim let her emotions lead her, wrong way right way she didn't know but what else was there left for her? She stomped towards the picture and grabbed it roughly, holding it with an iron grip.
Initially, she stared at the picture angrly with her jaw clenched but then she slumped her shoulders and loosened her grip, now looking at it with nostaglia in her eyes. She raised her hand and, after hesitating for a moment, she softly ran her fingers along the glass. She slowly traced the outline of the lips, subcounciously touching her own afterwards,. There was no point in hiding it anymore, she had already begun showing weekness and she vulnarable. Oh that was the bomb that hit her walls.
Unwanted tears started forming in her pain-filled eyes, threthening to spill. The thought of where the hell had her mom gone and what was taking her so long, popped up in her mind but was quickly pushed aside. Her glossy eyes then focused on the girl's eyes, almost feeling jelouse for not being like that.
After analyzing the picture for a good while, she let herself admit something she never wanted, but knew all-too-well. That was the real Kim Crawford. The joyful girl she was currently looking at. Something in Kim then snapped, causing her to make a sharp turn back.
Not wiping her eyes, she put down the picture and walked towards the fallen thing. She quickly grabbed it off the ground and finally let herself to take a good look at it. Oh the irony, it was yet another picture.
Her heart literally stopped, her eyes widened and she put her other hand over her mouth. The picture portryed her and a boy this time. The boy had black hair and dark brown eyes, filled with playfulness and happiness and his toothy grin told it all. He was hugging her Young self form behind, having a tight grip on her waist. She had her arms on top of his and both were grinning like idiots at the camera.
As tears finally began cascading down her cheeks like a waterfall, memories of her past began flashing before her eyes, blurring her vision even more. Memories of them playing in the park, playing pranks on Others, just spending time togheter having the time of their lives, the accidental first kiss they had with eachother, the constant nights spent in the Woods and finally, they ended with the now vivid memory of that party. From when they walked in the Woods to how they ended up at the mansion, from when they went in and how they had observed everything with interest. Then, how they both started running for their lives, but still, one of them wasn't spared.
By the time Kim went though this memory lane, she was full out sobbing with several droplets of tears wetting the surface of the picture. Letting go of everything there might have been, she fell on her knees, clutching the picure to her chest, right over heart. She never wanted to let go, never wanted to forget and wondered why the hell had she decided to leave it all behind and not do a shit about it. She could have done something, at least tried to.
Suddenly, she remembered what had happend after the whole incident, that resulted in her being like this
*Flashback*
Everything was dead quiet, unspoken questions escaped everyone's lips as a silent breath, lingering in the air. Chase and Stefano tightend their grips on their wives' wais and jace and Andrè appeared on the scene.
They looked at eachother questioningly before walking up to their parents for some clarification. What happened? Just 5 minutes ago everyone was partying it out.
"What's going on?" Jace asked his best friend while they walked.
"I don't know man but all this is creeping me out. Badly" Andrè replied as he heard the eerie music in the background.
"Mom?" they both asked, voice barely above a whisper, when they reached their parents.
Natalie and Cecilia sensed something as they looked around. There was Mr. Sanders, the old man who lived across the Street form the Martinez household, there was Maya, the bachelorette of the town, the mayor was holding his cup of punch in mid-air but none of them was who they wanted to see.
Nothing felt right, and they seemed to freak out even more when they heard a very faint scream. It was barely audible but they heard it and that was what made them break out into a sprint.
Kim's POV
I did a 360 of my surroundings and then dropped to my knees. 'No, no, it can't be. NO!' I thought before looking back at the door and then, i lost it. I screamed as loud as i could to make it go away, hoping to erase everything that happened. I screamed untill i couldn't anymore, then i stood back up and ran toward the door.
"NO, Jerry! Give me back my best friend you..you..AHHH" I yelled, banging my fists full force on the door. My hands started aching but i didn't care. Nothing mattered when my best friend wasn't with me.
I continued banging, never wanting to stop until i got Jerry back but in the back of my mind i knew it was useless. I was sobbing like crazy and tears clouded my vision, rolling down my cheeks and they never stopped.
Suddenly, i was pulled back and brought into an embrance. Now, i knew it wasn't Jerry so i strated trashing around wildly. I screamed even louder until the comforting voice of my mother reached my ears
"KIM, honey, stop! Please Kim just stop trashing around, please" Mom told me trying to refrain my arms from moving so much. But i didn't stop, i couldn't. Eventually, my dad came and picked me up. Calming down a bit, i buried my head in his chest and continued sobbing. He carried me out of the courtyard and put me down. Mom came running toward us and hugged me once again, this time without me jerking violently. I hugged her back and sobbed in her shoulder, my endless tears wetting her shirt. I finally just let myslef melt in her hold, and let cold truth hit me, causing me to lean onto my mother even more. There wasn't anything i could do but to mourn.
"Why?" I continued whispering whilst shaking my head, still trying to somehow wake up from this nightmare. But when I opened my eyes and saw everyone looking at me sympathetically, i knew it was no nightmare.
It seemed like the Whole town had run over here. Some people were looking at me with sympathy, Others were looking at the door of the mansion, while Others were sending me mixed expressions. They had every right to be mad though, if they were. Heck, I was Beyond mad at myself.
Jace and Andrè came up to me and swallowed me into an even tighter hug. I felt them begin to cry too and i knew they realized what had happened. I mean, a person was crying their heart out in front of this mansion, there weren't two options you could choose form to say what happened.
Soon, we were engaged into a seemingly endless crying fest.
I'm sitting on the floor, my back against the wall of my room, staring blankly at the wall opposite me. We got home about two hours ago and mom and Cece lead me and the kids upstairs to my room. They sat with us for a while, comforting us. Cece looked devasted, can you really blame her? I was constantly apologizing to her but she kept on reassuring me it wasn't my fault. About half and hour later, they got called downstaris and left me with Jace and Andrè.
Because they were still crying, they didn't notice that i had stopped. I was just sitting there, holding them. I didn't know why, but i think i already cried out all my tears and now i was feeling...nothing. I literally cried my eyes out, i let out everything 'till i was dry.
Now, i'm just sitting here blaming myslef. Jace and Andrè had fallen asleep and rested their heads on my lap. Andrè even accidentally kissed Jace's cheek when he turned his head.
'It's all my fault. Why did we go in? Wr could have just backtraked into the Woods but no, we just had to be our stupid selves and go in there.' All this ran in my mind as i now focused my attention on a picture of me and Jerry on the wall.
'What the hell was I thinking?! We both knew it, yet we didn't care. At least me! Between the two us, I'm the one who acutally bothers to think. And seriously Kim, pricking the lock? How much more stupid can you get?' I thought exasperated.
"I'm sorry Jer, I'm so sorry" I whispered, feeling my eyes begin to drop. I fought to keep them open but soon, i found myslef drifting off into a deep slumber.
*Flashback ends*
"I'm sorry Jerry, I'm so so so sorry..." Kim sobbed, her voice falling to a whisper at the end.
He couldn't believe it. Was this for real? No it couldn't be. But it was.
He should have just listened to his mother and stayed at home, at least he wouldn't be where he was currenlty standing. He should have just stopped at trying to be different, it paid no good. But no, he just had to go out with his ball in hopes of finding some entertainment in this shitty life, at least for once.
He had gone into the Woods so no one would see him and send him home right away. He went in to get away from it all but if only had he known where it would lead him, he would've stayed at home reading a book.
Yes, once he came out of the Woods, his ball rolled all the way into the courtyard of the creepy mansion because he kicked it too hard. And right now, he was standing there like an idiot, staring at the ball from a distance. Oh, did I mention he took his sister's pink Disney Princess ball? Now, there was no way return home without it. What would he tell his sister when she realized it had desappeared? "Oh, it ended up inside that crrepy mansion, go take it back if you really want to"
Thank goodness he loved his sister and would never even think of saying something like that. So it was obvious that he had to go in there and get it.
Gulping, he stepped inside the vast area and cautiously walked toward the ball. Finally he reached it, now going back. 'I can do it, i can do it' he thought.
'No, i can't do it, i CANNOT do it!' A snap was heard and to say he was startled was an understatement. He was pissing his pants from the fear. He looked around, before focusing on the ground. There he saw it.
It was a lather bracelet, covered in dirt but still looking fine. 'JK' was engraved on it. He began to think, 'JK, JK...what could it mean...'
Suddenly, realization hit himi, and it hit him hard. With the ball and the bracelet in ahnd, he ran out and towards the Woods once again, eager to share what he had found wtih certain people.
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