The Killers - Part 2

chapter 7

Natalie POV “but... but... what about my car” I whined to john, he said we were walking to his apartment, needed to get some fresh air apparently, my arms throbbing but it wasn’t too bad. “what about it” He said, smiling to himself, taking hold of my hand gingerly and swaying it back and forth as we walked on down the street. Did he not understand how much i went through to get that blast car, it was mine, and no one was taking it away from me. “its my car, i cant live without it” I told him, he looked at me, shocked by what i had just said, and then went into a fit of laughter, what was so funny about what i had just said. Yeah, it wasn’t common to hear those words from a girl, but im different, i love my car. “you sound just like roger... we will get it later today.” He said as we crossed the road, it was packed with people, coming going, walking left, right, everywhere. It was amazing to see the streets this full, my eyes flying everywhere at all the different colours. Then i saw them, their tattooed covered bodies. Their grins spreading across their face, Derek and his messy hair, the other man, kyries brother, out in the open sharpening his knife and coming towards me.

They were coming closer, their tattoos becoming clearer to see, rage hinted in their eyes. Excitement that they were going to finish the job, he glided his tongue against the blade he had just sharpened. They were coming closer, what was i going to do, i couldn’t do much. There was no way i could run with this much distance between us, it was impossible and they could probably catch up to me, i was pretty slow at running. “and this is for running away” He whispered into my ear once he was close enough to me, drawing back the knife and stabbing me in the stomach, i screamed as loud as i could, the pain excruciating. a high cackle echoing through my ears, blood pulsing through my body, staining the road. John just staring at me as i fell to the ground, not knowing what to do, nor would i if i were in his situation. Everything suddenly went black. “Nat... Natalie... heyy get up” I heard a voice say, john... i opened my eyes to find myself on the road, curled up shaking like mad, car horns beeping like crazy. Johns arm extended towards me to help me up, i took it instantly.

What the hell just happened, i looked down at my stomach, no blood stain no nothing, i lifted up my shirt slightly to also examine my stomach, nope nothing, no blood, no gash, what the bloody hell. “you alright? you look like you had just seen a ghost” He asked, concern hinted in his voice, i was still shaking like mad, that was the weirdest bloody thing i had ever seen. My brain was working like mad, trying to comprehend what just happened. “yeah, fine” I said bluntly. He knew i wasn’t, i could see he didnt believe it, im just like everyone says, an open book, anyone can read me at anytime and know practically anything they need to know, i hated it. He put his arm around my shoulder, bringing me closer to him. We walked into the hotel he lives in with the rest of the band, ive only been here once, and i still hardly knew anyone. “like hell you are... your freezing” He said, throwing his jacket around my shoulders, it smelt like him... what the hell was i thinking, of course it bloody smelt like him, it was his. It smelt beautiful, what the hell is my mind was doing today, first with all that drama on the road, now this, focusing on the smell of johns jacket.