Stuck Stuck (RECONSTRUCTING)

Six- Juniper/Park

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I was running fast, trying desperately to get ahead. I needed to go faster. It was no use, each time I turned there he was, whoever he was. I could feel my legs burn and feel wobbly, the feeling you get right before you have to admit to yourself you can’t go any farther.

I saw an alley opening, I needed to make it, I could duck in there. Maybe he wouldn’t find me if I was quiet and stuck to the walls of the shadows. I was so close, almost there, few more steps.

I tripped and fell, landing hard on one of my knees. I cried out in pain and saw blood rising to the surface of the now ripped jeans. I tried to get up but I stumbled again.

“Damn it!” I cursed, trying once more. It seemed I couldn’t stop the pattern. I’d stand and fall, stand and fall…

 Please stop, I begged.

 Everything was so blurry and mucky, like I was looking with stained eyes. I finally managed to drag myself inside the camouflage of the alley but I couldn’t keep silent. I’d involuntarily yell out or sob so loud it hurt my ears.

It was so cold; I pulled my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around them, trying to warm myself up. I wanted to close my eyes but it would only trick me into think I was safe. I could hear them, the footsteps ringing into my ears.

They were perfectly spaced. Thwap, thwap, thwap. All too soon they were right in front of me. I looked up to see him staring down at my eyes, nothing but hatred burning into them. I saw the knife he had in his hands, his face twisted into a wicked grin. Right before he brought it down into my flesh he sent me away with the last thing I wanted to hear;

“I tried, Juniper.” Dad said.

“No!” I screamed, flying awake and bolting upright in bed. I was panting and my vision was nothing but bright waves of colours, making my head swim. I wanted to stand and do what I needed to do before I forgot. Wait, what was it I was supposed to do again? It was nagging at me, I knew something was trying to push forward in my brain.

Nothing made any sense. I could feel the air moving, like I was falling, and then hands grabbed at me.

“Jesus, Juniper.” I heard someone say. My name, it had never sounded so beautiful on my ears.

Park’s POV.

All night Rob had been tending to Juniper. I felt awkward, during her sleep she had been burning a fever and sweating like crazy. It was scary to me, because not only was I now living with ‘supposedly’ serial killers, I also had to deal with an insane girl getting up in the night screaming. Once or twice I would calm her down and get her back to sleep only for her to startle me awake again.

Rob and Arnold left last night and came back in different clothes, I never once questioned them.

“How is she?” Rob asks when he entered the room from where he had been sleeping. I was so exhausted I couldn’t keep my eyes straight.

“Fine, still screaming.” I grumble. He nods and goes back into his room only to come out again shortly after changed in day-clothes and shoes. Rob walked back to the front seat of the RV out of view and started it, before long we were on the road.

“Are we taking her to a hospital?” I asked hesitantly. I heard him give a sarcastic chuckle.

“Yeah, boy, we’re going to a hospital, where people of authority are.” He yelled back from his seat. I shook my head, suddenly I’m starting to believe more and more that they really are cold-blooded killers, not that they’ve given me reason to doubt.

Actually, that wasn’t true. The way he acts around June when no one’s looking makes it obvious he has feelings for her, so maybe she’s his kryptonite.

I sat down in the booth, giving up on sleeping for the day. Against Juniper’s wishes –although she was too delirious to really fight me- I had her on the full-bed above me. I could tell she was going to be out for a while so I figured I might as well sit up front with Rob to get to know him.

“Need company?” I ask as I take the passenger seat.

“Do whatever you like.” He says, keeping his eyes on the road. We small talk for a few minutes and then it grows silent. Any normal human being would shy away from this man but I don’t see him as a killer, I see him as just another human.

“So, Park, I feel like I can bond with you, maybe pass down my ways in case you fail at changing, Juniper the way I have.” He says suddenly. I don’t participate in this topic; I’m not sure what to say. Again we go back to silence, but this time it’s short lived.

“Would you like to know about my first kill?” He asks.

 A shiver runs down my body, and I find myself nodding.

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What? Fever? Brisa, what are you trying to do here, trick us with this confusing shit?

Maaaybe. :) Just keep on' reading, disturbing-ness awaits! :D