[Kaoru’s POV]
I shot out of the doors as fast as my feet would carry me. Blood pulsed to my ears and boiled through my veins. Everything felt detached. Clouded. My mind was racing, processing things too quickly. I was hopelessly in love with her. That much I was certain of. Everything about her was beautiful and hearing the truth about her, how she protected the very person who tried to kill her, was amazing to me. I couldn’t imagine going through that, much less living under the same roof as the killer.
A shiver slithered up my spine. I darted down Main Street and took a turn in the direction of her house. Was I too late? And what would I do once I got to her house? Frustration ripped through me. I was so stupid! I didn’t even have a plan! He would overpower me, use Indie as a shield. He would hurt her if I wasn’t smart.
I froze in the middle of the streets. I needed a plan, and I needed it fast. A miracle.
I sealed my eyes shut in defeat. Indie always turned to her God when things went wrong. Could her God help me now? Help me help her. I shook my head. My knees buckled. I was desperate. What else could I do?
“I don’t know how this praying thing works.” I spat. “I’m not even sure if I believe in you or not, but here it goes. God, if you’re up there, send me a sign. Send me anything that can help me! She’s in trouble. She might die. Don’t take her away from me! What’s the point of any of this if she’s gone? Huh? Answer me!” Tears brimmed at the corner of my eyes. I swatted them away with the back of my hand. “I’m just so scared.” I whispered. “I don’t understand how anyone could be so strong and so weak at the same time. She’s showed me so much, and I know if she gets through this alive she’ll show me so much more. I love her, okay? I can admit that. Just please, beam a plan into my head. Do something. Anything. I’m begging you to help me. Send me a sign, dammit!”
I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. My eyes fluttered open. My blood ran cold. I gently tugged it out of it’s place and flipped it open, placing it beside my ear.
“Kaoru-chan!” Honey’s voice was as cheerful as ever. I pinched my brows together feeling my heart sink into my chest. Hope had filled me to the brim, and in an instance it had dissolved. “How are you?”
“Honey, not now.” I grumbled.
“What’s wrong?” He pouted. “You always used to love talking to me.”
I dragged my hand across my face. Would he understand if I told him? Did I have any time to spare? My heart raced on.
“It’s kind of hard to explain.” I sighed. “Indie’s in trouble.”
“Trouble?” Rage underlined his breath. “What do you mean?”
“Ryley, her brother, was the killer. He has an alternate personality named Jack whose in love with her. She ran off to protect him and now he might kill her.”
Just saying those words out loud sounded crazy. I shook my head. When did drama take over my life? I used to be happy, didn’t I? Staying by my brother’s side and never questioning anything. I was so at peace. But now I felt empty. I just wanted her back. I wanted her safe. I wanted her.
“Kaoru, are you still there?” Even though I knew he couldn’t see me, I nodded. “Mori and I are on our way. We’ll meet you at her house. Keep us updated on everything. Don’t you dare let that bastard harm her! She’s the sweetest girl I’ve ever met in my entire life and I’ll be damned if I let anyone take that away from her, do you hear me?”
“Yes, sir!” I grinned.
“Good! Twenty minutes, ok? You stake out her house, make sure she’s still alive. If he’s in love with her, he’ll keep her as long as possible. But if he senses danger, I can only imagine what he’ll do.”
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