The dark one

Chapter 11 - Interesting phone calls

"Kayla!" Wake up please...."

I stir wearily hearing the sound of muffled sobs.

Opening my eye hesitantly I look up to see the most gorgeous, kind, loving and perfectly perfect boy in the world. Kyle.

"Am I dead?"

i mutter trying to move.

"Ugh" my mouth lets out a moan as every part of my body aches. It feels as though a mob of angry people have been pounding on me with hammers.

"I know I may look like an angel but your not dead." He says trying to act cool but I can see the relief and pure joy in his eyes. Smiling through the pain I reach up to hug him.

"Why did you come back? After everything I've done to you..."

I whisper guiltily.

"I love you Kayla I never stopped loving you. That doesn't mean I forgive you for what you did but I still feel the same way."

He says like its the most obvious thing in the world.

"Well I love you too if it helps.....wait where's Blair?"

I ask suddenly looking around.

"And wait where am I?"

My second question interrupts him mid-speech.

"AS I was saying. We're at your house but upstairs. Annie called the police and they took Blair away to Jail he's alive but has terrible head injures. They cleaned up all the blood and there was a LOT. As for Prim......"

He trails off looking at the floor.

I pause. Everything is coming back to me. Blair, Kyle, Prim...... Silent tears start to stream down my face innvolentarilly.

"Im ok I'm ok...." I mutter repetitively to myself.

"No your not. None of us are" Kyle says sadly Wrapping his arms gently around me. Giving up I start bawling into his shirt.

After about an hour of this Annie comes in and gives me some cocoa.

"Hey. I think I have an idea"

She announces her face alight.

"Let's go visit Blair in prison!"

She finishes off excitedly.

"Your kidding right?"

Kyle responds automatically his face set with a look of humour but I can see the bitter anger in his eyes.

"No I don't mean to like say hi or catch up with him we could throw tomatoes at him or something...." Annie trails off awkwardly looking slightly frightened.

"Sounds good maybe not tomatoes though." He responds grinning wickedly.

"how bout it Kayla?"

I look up to see them both looking down at me hopefully. If they think this will make me feel better they are dreadfully wrong. But I do want to just RIP his head off. Or at least punch him in the nose.....

"I'd love too"

I say smiling.

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After about an hour of awkward silence in the car we pull up to the jail.

Kyle, after pulling out a glove and a bat from the trunk joins us.

"You should probably hide those"

Annie warns grabbing the bat and stuffing it in his pants.

"Now Kayla will like you even more"

She says winking.

"Hey! You saying I don't have magic in my pants? You can check if you want" He says grinning evilly.

"Can we go?"

I mutter putting my hand against my mouth so I don't crack up laughing.

Annie, seeing my expression, bursts into a fit of giggles which makes me start.

After a couple minutes of this Kyle sighs in annoyance and drags/ carries us through the entrance. The guards stare at us wearily. Probobly scared! I mean we look insane. After a while we compose ourselves and detach ourselves from Kyle. The guards point us towards Blairs cell and we walk there in silence.

I peer into his cell cautiously and pause when I spot a crouched shape in the corner covered in filth. Pathetic. He wearily peers up and his eyes lock with mine. After just staring at each other for a couple of minutes Kyle walks up with a key and unlocks the door.

"Kyle!" Annie whispers worriedly.

"Don't worry I'll protect you two"

He says pulling out the bat from his pants.

"Remember this?"

Kyle asks Blair grinning wickedly.

Blair ignores him and looks straight at me.

"Still got your little body guard baby doll? You look terrible."

His response shocks me so much. Not even a hint of fear of Kyle.

Suddenly I feel a rush of anger towards him. He killed my sister! He doesn't look guilty or even scared of Kyle who is about a head taller then Blair and a lot musclier.

Losing control I run towards him, yank his hair up with my right hand, and smash his head viscously against the concrete wall repetitively. After Annie and Kyle recover from the shock they run over and pull me off him. Sobbing I let them drag me away giving Blair daggers when he looks back at me.

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"Don't touch me!" I hiss at Kyle once we get home. I know he was only trying to comfort me but I feel horribly claustrophobic right now. Annie looks down at me wearily about to say something when the phone rings. What the hell? We are pretty private no one rings here...... Oh god maybe it's the prison people they might lock me up! Annie sprints over to the phone and picks it up. I start to feel nervous when her face goes pale as a ghost. She looks at me with a look of sorrow and pulls the phone lightly away from her ear.

"Who is it?"

I ask automatically

"Uhhh....."

She replys looking scared.

"The police?"

I ask nervously.

"N-no it's your mother"