Never Forget | A K.L. Fan Fiction

Chapter 18

DANI'S POV

I woke up to my bedroom door closing. I think it was Kian. I thought he only went to the bathroom but fifteen minutes later he didn't come back. It was 3:30 in the morning. Where did he go?
I got up and went to look for him. I didn't see him so I went downstairs. The living room was a mess from the boys' video. Kian wasn't anywhere. I went back upstairs to see if Jc was in his room. He wasn't. I ran to my room and got my phone. No new messages or missed calls. I tried to call Kian but his phone rang right next to me on my bed. Then I heard something fall downstairs.
"Shit shit shit shit shit", I gasped. I tried to call Jc. After a few rings he answered, "Dani what the hell it's the middle of the night!"
"Jc, where are you?" I shout-whispered.
"I came back to Lia's after we filmed the video with Kian. Why? Is everything okay?"
"No", my voice started cracking, "I think someone's in your house. Kian isn't anywhere and I'm worried something happened to him." I started sobbing and couldn't talk properly through my tears.
"Dani, it's okay. Call 911, I'll be there in ten. Stay in your room, don't make any noise okay?"
"But Jc-"
"Just listen to me. I'll be there soon, don't worry just call 911."
"Okay."
He hung up and I was already going to dial 911 but I again heard a loud thud. Then I heard footsteps. Coming upstairs. Going faster. Coming towards my room. I couldn't breath. I just stared at the door waiting for a murderer to come and rape and kill me. The door opened.

"Are you okay?" Kian said exhausted.
"Oh my god Kian", I sobbed, "what the hell happened?"
He sat on my bed and pulled me into a tight hug, "I- uhh. It was um that guy, Howard."
"Howard?!"
"Yeah. But it's okay now. I think I-"
"What?" I pulled out of the hug, "Kian."
Only then I noticed the baseball bat he left next to the door. "Kian. What did you do?"
"I think I- I killed him", he said slowly. I stood up.
"Are you fucking kidding me Kian?"
"Look Dani listen."
"What?!"

Then we heard the frontdoor open and close.
"It's Jc", I said mad and went downstairs. My legs stopped working when I saw the body on the floor.
"Oh god", I fell on the floor crying and Jc ran to me. Kian running down the stairs and did the same.
"What the hell happened here?" Jc said, "this guy is fucking dead!"
"He had a gun", Kian said.
"Oh shit. That's the Howard guy", Jc whispered.
"Yeah he's not after us anymore. But we're fucked. Jack is going to hire someone else. There's no way we're getting away with this", I said.
"We have to get the money. There's gotta be a way", Kian said frustrated.
"What? Kian tell me what's your plan?" I got up and yelled at him. He didn't say anything but was just staring at me his eyes starting to water.
"What?! Kian! We're dead. DEAD. There is NO way we're getting out of this shit. You KILLED A MAN. You're going to jail!"
"I'm so sorry", Kian said tears starting to stream down his cheeks, "I'm so sorry I got you into this. I shold've thought about this more. You're in dangerous because of me."
"Kian.. There's nothing we can do about that now. We have other problems. I won't let you go to jail. We need to hide this body."
"Are you serious?" Jc shouted, "where the fuck were you planning to hide this big ass guy?"
I sat down on the couch and buried my face into my palms.
"Dani.. this isn't your problem. I can't let you be in danger and I would never EVER forgive myself if something happened to you", Kian said.
"What's your point?" I said slowly.
"That- you're not safe as long as you hang around with us. The safest thing is for you to go back home to London."
"What?" tears started to roll down my face again.
"It's for the best."
I looked at Jc and he just looked away.
"But-"
"Danielle. Please. Just go to sleep, me and Jc will figure this out", Kian said pointing at the dead body on their living room floor.
I was shocked. But I slowly got up. I stopped infront of Kian. I looked at him but he didn't look back at me.
"Kian..." I turned his head towards me. He didn't say anything. He had stopped crying too. Wasn't he hurt? At all? He just let me go. So easily.
"Kian", I said again, "are you really going to do this?" I couldn't stop crying. Still no response. Kian has never looked like that. He looked very strict. No emotion. He stepped away from me.
My eyesight was so blurred from all the tears. I opened my mouth to say something but I couldn't get a word out. I just nodded my head and went upstairs.