Hey guys! I'm back!
...Finally.
I'm so sorry it took me this long to update but this chapter was giving me a hard time. But now I promise that the next one won't take as long, as it's about 40% done already.
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And to ELOVATE: Don't worry, this is a Kick story! :) The love Jerry and Kim have is just a brotherly one.
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'I can't believe I'm actually doing this'
'I told you it wasn't a good idea!'
'Shut up!'
'But see! You never listen to me!'
'Would you just shut up, you idiot!'
'You do realise you just called yourself an idiot...'
As I was arguing with my own concience- who was admittedly winning-, I stood infront of the grand entrance of the mansion.
Late at night.
While everybody else was sleeping. Including Jack.
I gulped as I brought my wrist up and looked at the time on my wrist watch. It read 2:27 am in black digital numbers before I dropped down my arm and turned to stare at the front door across the courtyard again.
I was still wondering why the hell was I even here in the first place.
'It was your idea after all'
Indeed, yes it was my own idea to sneak out late at night and break into the mansion to do some research, in hopes of finding somthing that may lead to Jerry.
I had sneaked out of the house earlier and run into the woods with my bag on my side carrying my camera and phone.
I'd been so determinated and confident but instantly froze as soon as I stood by the doorway of the entrance.
Now, it's been more than 15 minuets and I was still standing here like an idiot, unmoving and pondering on what to do.
I was frazzled, my thoughts and beliefs were all over the place. I couldn't understand why I was like this, after all, I hadn't been this nervous when I last came here and met Jack for the first time. I was confident and feiry, in that moment I felt like my old self was back, the one I lost 7 years back.
Strong, fearless and brave, but all that now only seemed like faint memories, like my happy times with Jerry. When I arrived here, I could pratically feel the colour draining from my face, along with my soul, leaving me completely empty and vulnarable.
My breath got caught in my throat as I tried to remember why I was here but only bad memories in this mansion succesed to cloud my vision and mind. I tried to find a way out of it, tried seeing the light in the dark pit I was uncounsciosly and rapidly falling into but I was stuck.
I desperatly tried to move, forwards, backwards, sideways, it didn't matter, I just wanted to know I was still alive and this wasn't some kind of freaky post-death experience.
But my feet were glued to the ground as I felt like they were sinking in deeper and deeper, as if the cold ground under her suddenly seemed to be quick-sand.
I couldn't breath properly, my breath ragged as more scarring visions clouded my mind. I shut my eyes close for a second but as soon as Jerry's terrified face flashed before me, I snapped them back open.
Little droplets of sweat slid down my forehead as I forced my head to slowly move upwards. My eyes trained over the front of the mansion, studying every detail they could catch.
Uncounsciously, I raised my right foot and took the first step into the courtyad, now officcially being on the property of Jack Brewer.
In a trance, I continued walking, with my eyes never leaving the mansion. From the large hollows on the side of the hallway facing the courtyard, an image of me and Jerry leaning on the railing to look down, flashed before my scarred eyes for a second before being replaced by another one.
This time, me and Jerry were running down the hallways, as a faint tinkling sound could be heard.
Great, now I'm hallucinating.
But I wasn't aware of it. To me it was all real, like I travelled back in time and was now witnessing the whole thing as a third person. This dinamic image wasn't fading away though, like the first did.
I watched with distant and lost eyes as vision me and vision Jerry darted down the hall, then disappearing into a door. Not even a minute later though, the front door burst open and vision me and Jerry came running at me
I watched as vision Jerry was suddenly grabbed from behind by an invisible strong force and as vision me now stopped, staring at me wide eyed. She whipped her head around when she heard Jerry yell and made to go to him but was stopped by him yelling something.
I couldn't hear them, I could only see Jerry's lips moving franatically when the door shut.
As the door shut, I snapped out of my trance when I saw my younger self down on her knees, weeping uncontrollably. Without thinking, I moved forwards to her when I saw the image fade away.
When there was nothing left, I finally regained counsciosness fully as I looked around me confused. Without knowing, I had walked into the courtyard and was now stading in the middle of it.
I stared back at the front door and suddenly, something in me snapped. I narrowed my eyes as I finally felt that old determinedness flood back in me, filling my vains.
"I came here for answers, and I'm not going back empty handed" I whispered to myself as I confidently walked up the porch steps.
I placed my hand on the front door and went to push but then remembered that this place wasn't abandoned anymore.
It was a residence. Jack Brewer's residence and of course the door wouldn't be open.
"Dammit" I swore under my breath as I sighed and looked around for a window or some other kind of place where I could enter from.
'You mean break in. Need I remind you Kimmy, you're about to break into someone's house. This place is deserted anymore, someone lives here!'
'Didn't I just tell you to fuck off?!"
'Hurtful'
I rolled her eyes at...myself. I knew I was going crazy by now, and my constant arguments with my own concience were just farther proof.
My eyes set on a fairly large window on the far left side of the house and to my luck, it was only 4 five from the ground.
Smirking, I made my way to it and was a little surprised in finding it open.
'Weird. Doesn't this guy know there could be non-good intentioned people around?'
'Like you?'
Chosing to completely ignore the comment this time, I opened the window and hoisted myself up and then finally set my feet on the house grounds.
After so long.
What I saw before me though put me off greatly. Last time I was in there, dust was everywhere and almost every thing was covered in worn out, moldy blankets. Various furniture was scattered everywhere carelessly and I remembered there was even a canopy bed.
Now, the whole scenario was upside down.
As I walked around the giant and large living room, I saw couches and single chairs neatly put in their places. Dust or any other kind of decadiment was nowhere to be seen as the place looked like a modern living room now. A huge flat screen tv was hung on the wall opposite the front door and three couches were positioned in a square shape, the fourth side being open since it had the tv on the wall. An elegant glass coffee table was in the middle of the square with a flower vase in the center. Actually, vases like that were everywhere. In the corners on the room and even one in the center of the dining table. On the walls hung the same pictures from seven years ago though the glass was spotless and shiny. The walls were painted a warm orange colour, which gave the whole place an even friendlier aura
The bed was obviously moved upstairs, as this was no right place for it.
'Wow, Jack sure did some good work to this place'
After recovering from my state of shock, I now began looking around warily, as if something would jump out at me out of nowhere.
Not finding anything in the living room, I made a right turn and found myself in a kitchen. Although I didn't remember being in this room, I could still tell that great change was made even here.
The counter was spotless and new utensils adorned the room.
All in all, the mansion almost looked like a normal residence. Almost.
No matter how beautiful this place looked like, I could never forget the dark secrets that lay in here. Secrets that snatched my best friend away.
Secrets that I would now resolve.
I walked out of the kitchen and went up the staircase and onto the second story.
'Wonder which room is Jack's?' I thought while walking through the same series of rooms connected to eachother. On my right I expected to see that same narrow staircase but all my eyes met was a small door.
Weird, I don't remember there being a door...
Scrunching my eyebrows, I walked closer to it and tried to open it but it wouldn't budge.
Why? Because it was locked.
Okay, this makes no sense. Why would this be locked? And why is there even a door in the first place?
There is no chance that Jack knows the truth about this masion if he's still living here...unless he's some kind of demon that knows what he's dealing with...
I shook my head to get rid of my stupid thoughts as this wasn't the right time. This is serious, if Jack doesn't know anything, then why is there a door here? I mean, if Jack had found a staircase here, wouldn't he have climbed up it? It's impossible that he hasn't been on the third story of his masion even once.
So maybe, he did put a door here...but it still makes no sense. Why would he? Like I said before, if he would've gone upstairs, he would've went into that room, if he would've gone in there, he would've seen what me and Jerry did, and if he did, he would've run right out of here without a second thought.
But he's still here, so it's clear he's still in the dark.
I let out a frustrated sigh as I glare at door. Dammit, why now? When I voluntarly want to go up there, why is there an obstacle like this?! Trouble comes my way but it disappears when I try to go his way
I quietly groan as I run my fingers through my hair. Why the hell is there a door here?! But maybe...
"Alakazam!" Nothing.
"Abracadabra!" Still nothing.
"Salimsagrim!" 'Are you out of your mind?'
'Yes...'
'...at least we agree on something'
Okay, so it isn't working...what to do, what to do...
'How about we get outta here before someone sees us?'
'How about you shut the hell up and let me concentrate? Besides, someone? How many someone can there be here? It's only Jack!'
'Like that is nicer! If he sees us...'
'He'll deal with it. Stop backing away and grow some. I repeat, I'm not a coward anymore'
I sighed, content to have finally set my concience straight. Now that that was taken care of, I still had to open this damn door.
Seriously people...
When my eyes got tired of glaring at the door, I blinked and began looking around, moving back and forth in search of some other way I could go through. There were no other doors on the right side, at least, not ones that would lead to the next story. On the left side though...
"Ah ah!" I silently cheered when I found a small window about ten feet away. I walked closer to it and frowned. Unlike every other window and furniture I've seen in here so far, this is the first thing I see still covered in a thick layer of dirt and crust. It seemed untouched, like no one even bothered to swipe a hand across the surface...not ever Jack.
I brought my hand up and swiped it across the glass, trying to look through it but one swipe wasn't enough. I had to grind my palm forcefully, in order for the glass to be decently clear.
"Gross" I said as I saw just how dirty my hand was now. It was an awful mixture of grey and black, with some solid dirt here and there. I took out a napkin and cleaned the most I could before looking through the window. Inside obviously, there was a small room, and by the looks of it, also a dumpster.
Guess Jack didn't notice...or didn't care...or didn't dare. Who knows?
I gotta get up there, no matter what it takes...think Kim, think...
Break down the window?
'Have you lost it?! Jack will hear you!'
'And it's back!'
'Kim don't do th-'
Too late. I quickly grabbed a nearby rod I found, looked around me and smashed the metal rod into the glass, making it break into shards. The glass pane was actually quite thin so it didn't take much effort but I don't know about the sound...
Jack couldn't have heard it...well, it depends on which side of the mansion he's in.
I shook my head, getting rid of useless thoughts. Something you already know about me, when Kim Crawford steps into something, backing down isn't an option anymore.
I slipped through the window and looked around, trying to find a staircase but all I see are chairs and tables massed togheter.
Suddenly though, a ladder leaning on the wall catches my eye and so, I walk towards it
Looking up, I see a manhole to go up.
Bingo.
Smirking, I climb up the ladder and open up the manhole, finally being on the third story. But when I llok around, I find myslef into another clustrated room. I groan as I pull myself up and start looking for a door to get out. Finding it, and also finding it open, I finally stand in the hallway. This time, I didn't have to use my bobby pin to pick a lock, cause the big one with the red string was up the narrow staircase from before
The same hallway where Jerry and I were being chased. To my side, I see the swing chair still there, unmoving. A sudden gust of wind flew, making the chair move and screech terribly.
Talk about the perfect horror story. My horror story.
Tearing my eyes away from the chair, my gaze shifts on the opposite side of the courtyard...where that fatal door is. I took no time to run towards it, but once I was in front of it, I suddenly froze.
Staring at the big lock with the red rope got me thinking.
Did I really want to do this? Did I have the courage to? Knowing perfectly well the consequences?
But then again...this time I have nothing else to lose. My best friend has already been ripped away from me so there's no point in backing down now, right?
And so, I take in a deep breath and reach my hands out to the lock, I pull out a bobby pin from my hair and jiggle around a bit until I hear a 'click'. I quickly get rid of the lock and duck down the rope, entering once again, in the depths of this damned mansion.
And here you go! Hope this was Worth the wait! Again, the next chapter won't take as long :)
Thanks and until next time,
-Alex
