kurt kunkle - kurtsworld

twenty six

hey everyone..

this book is cringe to me now but thanks too all of the encouragement I do read the comments and they have influenced me to continue this book. lowkey, I had to go read it and see where we left off and everything that had happened but now that I'm caught up, here's part twenty six, as you all deserve.

also, here's a short summary of everything that has happened in the book so far.

the oc, mar, meets Kurt, her spree driver. he kidnapps her and she witnesses multiple murders, some of which she instigated. they end up falling for each other, but technically she's a missing person. she confronted her family, but her friend who Kurt had killed was still missing. suspecting her, she was arrested but freed when kurt killed the 2 cops, and they went on the run. after a few more deaths, and a police run, the car crashes. both of them being okay they return to his house, and decide to take a shower. enjoy.

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After the shower me and Kurt had went to sleep. He really wanted to 'bang' after a car accident? And I was down for it? I must have hit my head really hard.

Waking up I noticed Kurt wasn't in the bed, next to me. I got up, and started to searched the house for him.

"Kurt, Kurt where are y- oh my god"

I was taken back at sight in front of me. And smell. His mother, shot, laying helplessly on the floor. How long had she been there? Was there an intruder? Where the fuck is Kurt?

"Oh, hey"

I turned my head at his voice. "Kurt, your mother is... she's.."

"Dead, I know. I'm about to put her in the car so we can bring her to the bridge"

I scoffed. There's no way he's serious.

"Kurt, your mother, is dead. Does that mean anything to you?"

The sight was disgusting. The blood was almost, dried up and it smelled horrible. The smell was making my head ache worse, and he was just standing there with the calmest expression.

"Not really, why?" Why am I even surprised.

I watched as he went to grab her body, though something else caught my attention.

Ringing. A noise. A siren. Police, siren it was getting louder. Closer.

Me and Kurt made eye contact, and I knew we where thinking the same thing. "Kurt.."

"Back door, down the hall, go!"

I panicked, but he ran up and dragged me with him down the hallway, were we where my with a door.

"Kurt, we could never outrun them" I stopped him.

"Your right. Let me call a spree"

I sighed as he pulled out his phone. "Let's go" I said, pulling his arm and running out the door.

I was exhausted, I could hardly run. We ran from his back yard to the side of his house. He crept up, waiting to see if the cops where there. They weren't, meaning they where all inside, and that they would find us any second. Fuck.

"C'mon, you got it" He grabbed my hand, as we ran. At the same time, he was on his phone.

"Kurt, I can't - please i-"

"The spree isn't far, just run a little longer"

I heard the sirens again. I felt dizzy.

Everything started going blurry, but my feet where still moving. I could barely think. We are definitely going to jail.