two weeks and six days earlier

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Jake pov

Me and Kat are sitting in the abandoned arcade. Crack "Kat, did you hear that" "no" oh...maybe it's not there. "I'm gonna go get some stuff from my house ok. You can just stay here" she nodded.

I ran the small distance from the arcade to my house. I grab the blanket off the sofa and stuff it in a back pack and order pizza. I search for my moms vodka bottle. I finally find it when the pizza man knocks. I slide it into my bag and set my bag on the floor. I lazely walk over to the door and get my wallet out of my back pocket. I open the door and see a hot curly haired tall boy holding my pizza. He has dimples and bright green eyes. "Hey pretty boy, I'm Jake" he blushes "I'm Mason" I take his pen and write my number on his hand "call me" I  hand him a twenty take the pizza and shut the door all in one quick motion.

"Jake!" my mom calls me into the kitchen. "Yeah" I say setting the pizza down. I walk into the kitchen to see my mom holding the vodka in one hand and my bag in the other. "Grounded" I huff before grabing my pizza and going to my room. Kats gonna kill me.

Kat went missing that night. I should have been with her. I was supposed to keep her safe. Mason called. He let me cry too. He told me she'd show up soon. He sounded so sure.

Present

Mason pov

I walked down to the basement. Last night she was still breathing but she passed out. Oops. I picked up her upper half and put my fingers to her neck. No pulse. "Fuck!" I tell out, she's dead. What do I do with her now? Just dump her somewhere. I dropped her and stood up. I walked around the room a few times. I'd fill this room with cement so there is no trace of her ever being here. Then dump her at the arcade I picked her up at. Yup good plan. I picked her up put my trench coat on her and walked upstairs. The arcade is quite far but there are woods surrounding this whole town. I walk through the woods till I'm at the arcade. I set her on the ground on the right side of the building. Why couldn't we let her go? I sigh.

I take my trench coat off her and start to walk home. As I get farther away I hear a piercing scream and seconds later I hear sirens. I run till I reach my house. I strip of everything I was wearing and eventually get everything she had touched in the basement and by the next morning the basement was full of drying cement.

I got a call around 2 am from Jake and am supposed to meet him for coffee at 3. I take a long shower to rid myself of the smell of her before going to sleep.

Jake pov

I am sitting in Starbucks waiting for Mason. He's helped me through this whole thing. He's been there since I lost kat. I never really had many friends but I'd deffinetly consider him one. He's really amazing. He's such a nice person too. We've hung out quite a bit at my house but that usually ended in me cuddling up to him crying my eyes out. I just, I miss her so much.

Ten till three and Masom walked through the door. "Hey Jake" he says taking the seat thats next to me. "W-why did this happen?" I stutter out before breaking into loud broken sobs. "They beat her, my Kat, my world. And they just beat her. I new it was her the second I saw her. We have the same tattoo." I slid my shirt over so he could see the tattoo A-Z with a K underneath it, right above my collar bone. She has the same one but it had an J underneath it instead.

"Her t-shirt had been ripped up, so so ripped up. She had...oh god" I cried so hard my body began to shake. "She had cuts all over. She was-there was-so so much blood-it's everywhere. So much. So much." I collapsed onto the table, my body shaking as tears fell from my eyes. I soon felt warm arms around me and I clung to it. I couldn't get enough of the feeling. I felt safe. Like. Everything was ok again.

I was hysterical. My body shaking, I was screaming for Kat. Thrashing my head around, crying...crying so hard. Before I fell, and Mason caught me but it didn't matter because my world was already ruined. My world had been ripped from my hands and crushed. I blacked out after that, and I dreamt I was with her, that we were raceing to my car. That she was next to me, strabarry smelling hair and all. It was so real yet completely fake. Like my mind was playing a game with me. It shattered my heart. I dreamt we were at my grams house under the willow tree. That she was smiling that smile, the one that could brighten anyone's day, one of those contagious smiles, her sunshine smile. I almost belived myself too. I almost thought everything was ok again. That everything was good. But the thing is it's not good. Nothings good anymore and I don't know if it ever will be.

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