Dancing with Fire (John Pearce/Justice Crew Fanfic)

Chapter 38

* John’s POV *

“Patricia Jenkins, you are under arrest for attempted murder of Kayla Waters. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.”

That was one thing I have been longing to hear the moment I realized the suspect was no other than my crazy ex-girlfriend, Patricia Jenkins.

I knew all along there was something wrong the minute she came back into my life like she wanted to have some revenge, sadly, she took it to a whole new level and have done it to the girl she knew I would cry for. Kayla.

But I remember the only thing I did was break up with her when things weren’t working out anymore. I wasn’t happy with everything about the relationship, getting tired from all her complaints and naggings, which I made a decision to let her go and find herself.

Well I didn't know that she would be finding herself mentally, and get a bit crazier than she already was.

Why didn’t I take things seriously? Why did I thought of her coming back was something that wouldn’t end up this messy? Why didn’t I listen to the other guys?

Of all the guys I could have listened to, I chose Jason Harris.

Why?

Thing is, I have no idea why I did that. Or maybe I did, but now it didn’t sound that great as opposed to the first time I had it in my head. Listening to Jason seemed like everything would be back to normal, and when I say normal, nothing of that illegal relationship I’ve had with Kayla, nothing of that revenge Patricia planned against her, nothing of that mess I’ve created.

It all boils down to me. Mr. John Pearce who should become a role model to his students, but then I’ve just become someone I didn’t expect to be one at the end of the school year.

It isn’t even the end, but it was for me.

The minute everything was settled down, Patricia been locked up in prison for God knows how long, Jason has been sent to juvie for six months, and my secret has been revealed. My illegal relationship with Kayla.

As much as everyone wanted to save me, I still need to comply with other rules. Yes, I was fired being a teacher. The school was informed of my relationship with Kayla, but they have agreed that it was best if it would just look like I resigned, though my teaching license was stripped off of me.

Jeremy, Kayla’s uncle, saved me that night things were going down for Patricia, Jason, and I. Telling the police that their family knew about the relationship we were having was a complete lie, for I know we didn’t tell anyone about it. But then I remembered that talk I had with Lisa the day I brought them home to Tasha’s house. We talked about her niece, and I told her how much I love her, which could be the reason why no one was pressing charges against me, instead understanding the whole situation.

It was something I would remember all my life. If it wasn’t for them, I could have suffered a lot, being brought to the news and the group could have suffered the consequences with me. It was something that shouldn’t be taken light, but then again I do not regret having Kayla in my life. The only thing I could regret was my life decisions. If only I thought about things carefully, then maybe I wouldn’t be here staring at this wonderful girl fighting for her life.

It has been two weeks since the incident. The two bullets were safely removed from her body, but she slipped into coma.

And every single day, I find myself coming here and praying for her to come back soon. I missed her. I’ve always been here apologizing to every member of the family about the things that I screwed up, but instead of them getting mad at me, they were more sympathetic about it.