numb || weston koury

s i x t e e n

Weston's POV

  "Wanna get ice cream?" I asked Emma. We've just been talking to each other the whole day- sharing our interests, problems, fears, ect.

  It feels good to know more about her.

  And now she knows everything about me, except for that one stupid thing.

  Fuck you Jacob.

  Its currently 7:00 PM and Emma and I are on our way to the ice cream shop not too far away.

     The sun was setting, and Emma reached for my hand. I took hers.

   "I'm so glad it's summer," she said, looking at the pink sky.

  "Same. I hate having school."

  We talked about school and why we love the summer all the way there.

  She loves the beach and rides on the boardwalk. I'll have to remember that.

   We finally got to the ice cream shop and it was almost dark.

   "Hi, how may I help you?" the woman at the front desk asked, waiting for us to order our ice cream.

   "Can I have a small cookie dough ice cream please?" Emma asked.

  "And can I have a small vanilla ice cream with Sour Patch Kids and Reese's Pieces on top please?" I said.

  The woman laughed.

"Nice combo," she chuckled.

  **5 MINUTES LATER**

  Emma's POV

Weston got his ice cream, but the woman at the front desk is still making mine.

   "Babe, I gotta run to the bathroom. I'll be right back," Weston said.

  I nodded my head. It was now pitch black outside.

  Weston ran to the port-a-potty across the street and I waited.

  People were leaving now.

  I'm the only one here.

Weston, where are you?? It's been 20 minutes!

  Now I didn't care if I had my ice cream or not. There was no one here, and Weston's in the bathroom.

  I took out my phone and turned on the flashlight on it. I had to find Weston.

  "Weston?" I said.

  "Weston?!" This time I was yelling.

  "WESTON! WHERE THE FUCK ARE-" I yelled, but was interrupted by a hand covering my mouth.

  Ugh, not again.

  I recognized this boy/man. I couldn't really tell if he was a teenage boy or an adult. But I did know that I knew him from somewhere.

  The skating rink.

The hospital.

  Oh my god.

This was the guy who tried to kidnap me at the skating rink, but also the doctor at the hospital who was muttering stuff to himself about the bullet missing?

I knew him from somewhere else too. But where?

"You're gonna have lots of fun with me tonight," he said.

Was he gonna rape me?

I'm not scared of this bitch. No, I can't be scared.

I can't be scared.

"Get- the fuck- off of me," I said, ripping his strong arms off of me. I kicked him in the balls and ran towards the port-a-potty's.

I knew he was coming after me.

"WESTON! WESTON, WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!" I banged on the door. Weston came out, he was FaceTiming Mario.

I don't even want to ask.

"Mario, I gotta go," Weston said. I grabbed his phone, preventing him from talking to his friends at the time. This was serious.

"What now-" he started to say.

"JUST RUN!" I yelled. Weston and I sprinted side by side away from the psychopath behind us.

Something was pulling my hair.

This time it was 2 people though.

"Don't turn around," I said through my breaths. This was just like the night Hunter got killed. Running. Not turning around.

But then, something grabbed me.

I looked up to see it was the devil's face.

Jacob.

"What do you want!" I yelled. Weston didn't notice I was far behind him yet.

"You."

"No! Get off of me!" I screamed. Now Weston noticed and started running towards me. His face was bright red.

"You've met my dad before, haven't you?" Jacob sneered.

I wanted to punch him in the face, but of course I'm not that strong.

"Hi Emma," a man's voice said.

The man- the doctor, the kidnapper, was Jacob's dad?!

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hope you guys are liking the story so far;)) I might be able to post today, I might not.

how do you think Jacob will react to Weston being alive?

stay tuned;)