kurt kunkle - kurtsworld

three

You were scared. You were scared because this wasnt something you could just run away from. You killed Brittany. You couldn't think, or breathe. Kurt's calmness freaked you out the most. You drove in psychotic silence, until the car stopped again.

"Where are we?" Odd enough you weren't afraid of talking. Kurt seemed to have patient with you so far. You looked out the window but it was pitch black. You heard Kurt's seat belt click.

"It's a bridge. Over water. I'm just going to throw the bodies in it real quick."

The fuck? Your jaw locked.

"Oh and uh- if you try to run away I'll run you over."

With that Kurt slammed his car door. Even if you wanted to move you couldn't, you were shocked and couldnt process a plan for escaping. This was it.

Kurt opened the car door and you closed your eyes as he unbuckled the man and started to drag him out. This was so sick. Your stomach hurt. He dumped the man, and the splash of water made you gag.  

You take out your phone, even though it died. You don't where you are, or what time it is. You don't necessarily cry but tears escape from your eyes. And suddenly, its snatched from your hands.

Kurt had reached behind the seat and grabbed your phone. "No!" You sobbed as he slammed the door shut. The bridge had street lights, so when you looked out the window you were able to see Kurt throw your phone over. You get hot, and hit yourself in the face. You can't get angry, because then you'd have to act out on it. Just stay calm you think to yourself.

You practice breathing in and out and look over when you hear the other side to the car open. Kurt starts to grab Brittany, when you finally loose it.

"No! Stop! No!" You try leaning over and grabbing her but you just can't. Kurt effortlessly drags her out. You start panicking. You put your fist over your mouth to hold your sobs as Kurt closes the door. And you close your ears to muffle out the sound of her body falling into the large body of water.

Kurt gets back into the car. You give him and unnoticed look of rage.

"Kurt." You say, softly. He cranks the car up.

"That's me." He replies in a happy tone. You shake your head.

"Please just let me go." Its kind of sad, the way your going to keep asking, keep begging for him to let you go. Your vision is blurry from crying, and as Kurt starts driving you can't help but freak out even more.

"I'm sorry but I can't, you'll tell on me."

"Why did you do it?" You speak clearly.

"Do what?"

"Kill, them."

You lean on the car door, trying to confine yourself. You're not looking at him, or anywhere really. You hold yourself. You're either shaking because you're scared or freezing cold. Or both. Kurt moves and adjusts one of the cameras.

"I mean, it gets me a lot of views."