Torn from Dawn: Vampire Dairies

Jack: Chapter Thirteen

I ran from the house, bare feet, and prickles cut my feet, but even with my pulse racing and my heart pumping incredibly fast, I wouldn't stop or look back. Time passed swiftly, but I managed to reach my street by dusk. I was huffing and gasping for air, but I walked for the house, the lights on. I rushed to the door, but to my surprise, the burgundy wooden door was ajar, already opened. Ben would either freak when I told him, it he would send me straight for a mental asylum. As I stepped inside, I heard a creak from the flight above, then, I opened my mouth to call his name, but someone grabs me from behind and covered my mouth. "Shush" Katherine whispered oh so quietly, then adding "Someone else is here." She then removed her hand from my mouth and I then listen to my surroundings. "Katherine, you are not giving that box to Bonnie, it is mine by right" I muttered, only she replied "Over my dead body." I gave her a fake laugh, considering she was the walking dead, but I then say "You look in his study, I'll check his room." She nods, then heading off, while I creep up the stairs quietly, holding my breath and causing my heart to slow down.

I reach the top of the wooden steps, then, I walk down the hall, listening to bustling from a room nearby. I then look beside me, seeing Ben has left the broom in the corner, and I grasp it, then slowly pacing toward the closed door at the end of the hall. I then reach for the handle, only once I push it down and push the door open slowly, I see Ben, tied and gagged to the bed. I drop the broom, racing toward him, then, I pull the gag off, frantically untying him. "Jack, you shouldn't be here- they're here" I shake my head, asking "Who's They and why are they after me?" Once his hands are free, he begins to untie his left leg as I work on the right, only he says "They're after the box!" I look up, shocked. "Where is it" I ask, only he pulls my head in, then whispering in my ear. I nod, only within seconds, he throws me off the bed, only when I look up, I see one if the people I ran into last night, attacking Ben.

"Run- get the box!" Ben yells, only when I do, another attacker appears at the door. The tall, muscular man blocks me, but I reach for the broom, then, I watch as he beats me to it, but I raise my knee and knock him right in the 'privates,' watching him fall to the floor in pain. I race past him, running for my bedroom, where I push I bookshelf down an barricade the door, hoping it would prevent the attackers from entering. I turn from the door and race for the crimson, saffron and amber rug, and I pull it by a corner and once it is away from its place, I see a small, square shaped trap door in the floor. I reach for the small finger sized hole, which I use to raise the lid, and there, in the hollowed space, is a medium sized silver box. Upon the top of a blood coloured 'M,' and under the letter is a circular hole, somewhat of a lock. I grab the box, then, as I stand, the door breaks from the hinges, and the attacker I kneed stands there, angst and aggressive. I watch as I climbs over the shelf, only a large, wooden plank of wood is driven through his chest. Blood drips into the floor, and once his lifeless body falls, Katherine stands there, cleaning her hands. "Nice work," I say, but instead of a thank you, she grabs my arm and yanks me away, pulling me down the stairs. I pull away before she pulls me out the door, and I say "Ben-" but she says "You don't want to go back up there- blood everywhere!" I feel my heart skip a beat, and as it does, she pulls me out the door, dragging me toward a silver Prius.

I jump in the passenger seat, holding the box tight to my chest, only as we start the engine, I hear a painful scream. It was with that shriek, that painful, agonising scream, that I now knew and would forever be imprisoned with the face that I had lost everyone I loved.