Falling in September

Chapter 11

They had Ashton. At the Holiday Inn, he told me to leave him with Ruby and I listened to him. I left him. Defenseless, alone, scared, troubled, scatterbrained. I left him. How could I leave him? In such a state of mind; In such a state of Weakness. How could I, Autumn Jenkins, leave the boy who I was madly in love with behind? Because why? He told me too! That's a stupid reason. But I did it because I'm a slave to love, I'm a slave to him. And now they have him.

They will kill him.
They will hurt him.
Then who will be left to protect me. Me, Myself, and I.
That's who because I know I'll be next.

" It was so nice of you to join us, Autumn." Hunter said.

Then I could see. The fog and darkness cleared and I saw in the middle of the killer park. Ashton. Hunter. The guard that let me out of the handcuffs. Worst of all, The Gun.
The .67 Caliber handgun.

Were the planning to kill him? Did Hunter want me to recover so I could watch? He did. This sick, twisted baster had a serious mental problem. Was he even in his right mind? probably not so, I wouldn't put pass him.

Ashton was tied to a chair. I wanted to cry; I wanted to run over to him and bawl in his arms. I wanted to know that everything would be okay. Ashton was crying. This was the first time I've ever seen ,the boy with the charming smile, cry. I didn't like it. It was worse than hearing my mom cry. His cry was so pained. I could literally hear the hurt in his voice. Those hazel eyes pouring out tears like it's monsoon season in China or Japan.

They untied him. Lead him up a few stairs. Stairs being one of the guards backs. First step, then we both knew for certain that it was over. The chase. The Hunt. The search. Everything. Everything was over. Out of all parks it had to end in this one. The one famous for killings, murders, dumping bodies. Nobody walks through this park anymore for the fear of being killed, kidnapped, or accomplishing a crime. So, out of all the parks he picked Spaniel Falcon park. The one with the worst reputation.

I don't know how the rope got here or where it came from. I was just so caught up in my thoughts, like I usually am. They have a gun. They have rope. They have Two victims. How sick is the Tethers' family anyway.

As the other guard, tied the rope to the tree. Ashton standing on the kind ones' back. I zoned out of the world, and tuned into a brutal murder going on just a few feet away.

A man running with some kids. A person in all black clothing and a black hat on. I guess it was a woman. The woman jumps on the man and stabs him right in the neck, clean cut. Then, she continues to stabs and cut; even over kills the poor man.

She puts a gun to the oldest , I guess, head. I manage to make out what she's saying. I think it's something like " Come with me and do what I say and we all can have a happy ending to our fairy tale lives, or you can denied all my request and die right here, right now on the ground. And TELL THOSE LITTLE BRATS OF YOURS TO SHUT UP AND STOP CRYING!! THEY'LL ATTRACT ATTENTION!!" she murmured/ screamed.

Then the woman turned to us and said everything was alright. I sat and thought about what would happen to Tyler when he got older , without a dad would he grow into a mass insane psycho killer.

"Now pick your choice of death, Mr. Stevens." Hunter said smirking.

"Well, I can't understand what your saying so just keep in mind what you don't pick will be used for other purposes. Hunter said smiling, smirking that devilish smirk, looking over at me.

Me. The definition of disaster.
Me. The reason were in this whole mess.
Me. Autumn, the killer. Noél, the accomplish. Jenkins, the runner.
Me. Next in line for Death Row.
Who thought it'd end like this for us?
I want to think that Ashton did this purposely. I have to fight with my mind not to. I don't think he would!? Would he? Probably not ,but did I know Ashton as well as I think?

I scoff at myself, for being so silly as to thinking that.

"What's so funny, darling?" Hunter asks, smirking that stupid smirk again. I hate that smirk it makes me want to rip his face and throat apart.

The guard now puts a blade to my neck.

I'm about to die. I'm about to die. I'm about to die. I'm about to die is all I can think at this point.

"Hang me." A muffled voice calls out.

Hunter and the guards looks around for the source of the sound a few minutes later they realize it was Ashton.

It's always been Ashton.

It always has been Ashton.

Now, I'm starting to feel the anxiety rise in my blood. Anticipating , every second I have with my crush. I never want to see him hurt, emotionally or physically. I have to face my fear now.

I have to face the music. Face the truth.
I have to see my crush dead with a broken neck.

"Any last words from any of you to. If I were either of you I'd lay all the cards on the table right now." Hunter said, stern face because he was actually being decent.

"Ashton." I said. "I-I-I , uh, I-I Love you! I've felt this way for so many years I was just scared and alone and I didn't want to interfere with You and Tabitha."

By this point, I was blushing so hard. My face pinker than a Flamingo.

"Audi, I---" He began already on the stand, neck in rope and hands tied behind back.

They dropped him. Before he could finish. Now, I'll never know how he felt about me.

Ashton. The dead.
Lee. The seller.
Stevens. The hook up.

Now he dangled there broken neck. Blood spilling like an ever full wine bottle onto the green grassy ground. Legs and arms limp.

Ashton was dead. Ashton was gone. Ashton will never return, will he.

Ashton hung there from the Bleeding tree, broken neck.

Me. Autumn sat here and watched it all happen. I didn't do a thing about it.

Now, I sit here tied up an began to cry uncontrollably, with my broken heart.