Okay, promise is a promise. Here's your next chapter!
But I want you to review guys! Don't just read! Thanks to everybody who reviews, and I'm waiting for opinions for this AND the previous chapter.
Now, to remind you something. In this crazy fic you've gotten yourself into anything can happen.
And to remind you something else... Kris is gonnaaa...
''shut up lilikap!'' (crazy Kris fun comes from window with shotgun)
Hm... (tries to find serious self.)
Well, you know that, so just read.
13
Kelly smiled ruefully.
''Now, why do I suddenly feel lucky...''
''I dunno.''
''I'm really sorry.''
''Yeah, I know.''
''No, I really am.''
They were still sitting next to each other on the bed. Sabrina returned a tired smile.
''Thanks. You don't need too.''
''I'm sorry... about... all the screaming and stuff.''
''It ain't something you can control. So don't feel bad. If you ever wanna talk, I'm here.''
''Why?''
''What do you mean ''why''...? Cause I... think you need someone to talk to.''
''And you're willing to listen?''
''Look, when you let that build up in you, you can't carry it on your own. Whatever it is. You just have to share to the people close to you. I don't know if I can claim that, but heck, I know the feeling just right. So if you wanna-''
''I do, but-''
''But you're scared of getting exposed.''
''Yeah.''
''Don't worry.''
''Sometimes I get too scared of some things.''
She allowed herself to lay back and lean on her shoulder. Sabrina didn't pull away. She felt like Kelly needed this talk.
''Like?''
''I don't know. What are you scared of?''
''I'm scared of... I dunno... I think I'm scared of going back to jail. And... scared of being... alone again. What about you?''
''I'm scared having to go back to the orphanage. I don't want to go back there. Never.''
Her tone was harsh. Sabrina frowned but did not interrupt. She knew she that if she did Kelly would close up again.
''And I'm afraid of closed doors. 'Cause I feel like I can't open them, and I'm trapped.''
''I'm sorry. I'll never close it again.''
''Thanks.''
''You know... people will try to hurt you... anyway they can... just to entertain themselves. Don't let that get to you.''
''I know. I just didn't realize it. It's so... raw when you say it. Perhaps everything you say is raw. I just never noticed.''
''I certainly hope not.'' came a distant reply.
Her eyelids became heavy and two small tears formed in the corners of her eyes. Emotionally and physically exhausted she fell asleep.
''Kelly?''
''Hmm?''
''Kelly, wake up...''
''Hmmm...''
''Kelly you're killing me!''
''Huh?''
Kelly opened her eyes and looked around. Sabrina shook her gently again. She had fallen asleep in her lap, now she remembered. She didn't know why, or how, but it had happened. She took her head of her knee and Sabrina sighed relieved.
''Ouch...''
''Sorry...''
''Gah... it's only 12.''
''In the morning?''
''No dummy. Sorry for waking you but you wouldn't move! I'll go make us some tee.
She got up and stopped midair, eyes shut tight, breathing heavily. A wave of dizziness rocked her back and forth. Kelly put her back on the bed.
''Hey, you alright?''
''Yeah... just... just a case of dizzy spells... agh...''
The scene of the shooting replayed itself inside her head. Her shoulders jolted a little when the shots started. Now everything was clear. She fell on the ground, hit by the crowbar... she saw the shooter. The shooter! She knew the shooter!
She got up and bolted out of the room in search of the telephone. Kelly followed her.
''What's going on?''
''The woman!''
''What?''
''Where's the phone?''
''On your left, why?''
''Gotta call Jill!''
''It almost midnight! Can't it wait?''
''Shush!''
She dialed the number. A man picked it.
''Um, sorry?''
''Hello. Is there anything I can do for you IN THE DEAD OF THE NIGHT that you're calling?''
''Is um... Jill there?''
''Are you her boyfriend?''
''Huh?''
''Are you my wifes boyfriend?''
''No, sir, most definitely!''
''Then why are you-
''Wrong number, um, sorry!''
She banged the phone down. Kelly blinked. ''What did he say?''
''He asked me if I was dating his wife...'' Sabrina muttered, totally confused.
Kelly snatched the phone of her arms.
''Gimme this. I'll do it right. Just tell me what the heck you need!'' she asked dialing the right number.
Before Sabrina could reply someone answered.
''Is that you again?''Came the mans voice.
Kelly lifted an eyebrow.
''I'm sorry mister, there is something wrong with the number.''
''Oh... really?'' he sounded surprised.
Kelly's voice, without the rough crack Sabrina's had, sounded much more convincing now.
''So none of you is my wifes boyfriend?''
''No sir!''
''Well, the heck with you two. Have a good night.''
Kelly closed it. Sabrina blinked.
''Okay, don't look at me like this! Jill gave me the number!'' she growled.
''Well, maybe you did something wrong.''
''I don't know!''
''Try again. One last time.''
''Grah.''
She dialed and luckily this time a sleepy voice picked up.
''Munroe here...'' the voice was interrupted by a yawn. ''How can I help you?''
''Jill? Kelly here.''
''What, you two having a pajama party...-yawn- without me?''
''No, no. Bri wants to talk to you.''
''Bout what?''
Sabrina took the device. ''Jill? Hear me?''
''Yeah, what is it?''
''Look, I want you to make sure Kris is okay. Go check.''
''Right, do you think Santa's elves took her away to help him? I hope so.''
''Just go damn it!''
''Chill out! I'm goin'! She's gonna be sleepin' like a lil baby.''
She paused and Sabrina heard her footsteps leave and then approach again, rushed.
''She's not there! Bri my si-''
''Okay... Today, at the shooting I saw a woman.''
Kelly nodded. ''I saw her. A redhead I think.''
''Yeah, that one. I thought she was familiar.''
''And?'' asked a panicked Jill.
''I think... no, I'm sure! She's the one who shot at me!''
''Kris seemed in cahoots with the lady. Do you think she's in danger?'' asked Kelly, the voice of logic once again.
''I think she is in big trouble.''
''Her covers are warm, she mustn't be gone for long.'' muttered Jill.
''We're coming. Just search for anything that might help.''
''I'll go wake mom!''
''No! No, don't! We'll have to sneak in, don't tell her anything. Kris might be in trouble and she'll make it worse. We'll find her.''
''Bri... my sis... my lil sis...'' Jill's voice broke.
''It's okay, Jill, we'll find her... she'll be fine. I promise. I swear we'll find her.''
''Thanks...''
Sabrina slammed down the phone and growled as she got out of the room. Kelly followed her.
''Of all things!'' she howled again.
''Sabrina, what in the world is going on?'' shouted Kelly.
''I don't know. I really don't know. Call a cab. We leave in five minutes. Well, don't look at me like that! GO!''
She bolted in the bedroom and a minute later was out, wearing a pair of military pants and an olive green T-shirt Kelly never knew she owned. She slipped into her sneakers started searching through her backpack. Kelly had just finished her call.
Sabrina slipped something into her pocket and opened the door.
Kelly stood a little, totally stunned. It was probably the first time she saw her act like this. The first time she gave orders to anyone. Kelly never liked orders. But somehow she was now willing to do anything this tall young woman said. She felt could trust her even with her life. What she didn't know by that time was that Sabrina felt exactly the same. Mutual trust was starting to built before they even realized it. She shook her head mentally and changed clothes too in an instant. Sabrina pulled her to the door.
She paused.
''Wait a sec.''
''What?''
''Pills.''
She took a brief look around and found a small bottle of pills. She opened it with a low crack and swallowed some of them.
''What are these?''
''Painkillers.''
''But the bottle was full! Weren't you supposed to take-''
''Kelly shut up. Please. I don't want to walk around like a zombie.''
She pulled her by the sleeve again.
''C'mon.''
''Sabrina, do you know what we're doing?''
''We're finding Kris.''
Dear Laeyball I do NOT know how you did this again, but as you saw you prediction about Ann was correct.
Please stop reading my mind. PLEASE! It's the creepy thing again! (guy shoots. ''Shut up LIlikap! You're not gonna get Kris killed!)
Review, review, review. (me, trying to crawl out of the room, bleeding to death. guy shoots again. ''Now write a fic where she becomes a beauty queen!'')
(me dies.)
Just review and don't read my babbling.