That Crazy Freak I Love

Ch. 3

There was a pause, before Derek stood up, sighing. "Goddammit Blaire-" He immediately noticed that she wasn't inside. He let out a nervous laughter. "Alright...Come on out. This isn't funny. Seriously." He krept toward the door, opening it. It was in the middle of the night, so it was pitch black dark outside. "Blaire?" Kathey called his name from inside. "Derek! C'mere a minute!" He seemed uneasy. "Yea, sure! Is Blaire in there?!" He called out. "Uhmm...No! Why?" "I'm going out to find her!" "That bitch is OKAY. That emo slut can take care of herself." Derek flinched a bit at her words, and carried on outside. "...Blaire? Blaire!" He kept calling out, walking around their apartment. The only thing he could hear was a hitched scream, calling his name. His head shot toward the direction of the sound, and suddenly he felt his flesh diving with something cold diving through his stomach.

"DEREK!"

Blaire screeched out. His camera shattered once it fell from his hands. Derek spat blood, collapsing at his knees. His shirt was stained with black blood from his stomach, and his hands moved down only to feel the tip of the blade through his stomach. With a shaky breath, he fell on his face, and was slowly being surrounded by his own blood. Blaire screamed bloody murder as she was forced to watch. She jerked around, holding back the tears. "YOU BASTARD!" She suddenly started to sob uncontrollably. The grip on her hair was tighter now, and he held her up. "Shut the fuck up." The man growled, pushing her down to the floor and kicking her ribs as punishment. The screams caught Kathey's attention, and she swung open the door. "Goddammit Blai-" A bullet whistled through Katheys forehead, and she collapsed on the stairs. Slowly, she slid down the steps, her blood sliding across her face, blood dripping down the stairs. Blaire closed her eyes shut tightly, and didn't want to look at the massacre. Silent tears dripped off her cheeks, and jerked her head the other way. The man grasped her hair, pushing Blaire up to her knees, and bound her hands.

She, too, collapsed on the cold, hard floor.

"Get up." He growled.

She laid there. Didn't move.

"Get. Up." He had a twitch in his voice.

Again, she didn't move.

"..."

He grabbed her hair with both hands, pulling her up.

"When I tell you to do something..." He pushed her against a wall, his hand slowly moving across her body. "You do it." He whispered against her neck. His hand gagged her, before returning to explore her body. The man's friend sighed, stepping over Derek's lifeless body. "Hey, she's not yours to play with. We did this for someone in particular." Blaire relaxed, and the kidnapper removed his hand off of her. "Tch. She's such a prize to capture." He jerked her off the wall, and the other man sighed. "Whatever. Put her in the car."

                            ~

Her eyes shot open. "Blaire! Dear god..." Everyone was hovered over her. She looked down, and realized she was laying in her bed. Derek and Kathey were perfectly fine. "You kept on screaming and crying..." Andy was there, and the nearest to her. Blaire flinched. "I-Im sorry...Bad dream..." She sat up, sniffling. Derek sighed softly. "No, it's okay. We were just worried, and you kept screaming and stuff." Andy rubbed her hand.

"Your shaking..." He remarked.