Psycho

Twenty-Seven: Nightmare On Elm Street

An hour or so later, James and I left the hospital, both in tears. The doctors had to literally drag me out of the room since the visiting times were over, and they had to run some check up tests on Daniel. Which I fired questions at them about, asking what they were going to do to him. I feel like an older sister to him, even though he is older than me, I'm just protective of him.

James took over in driving because I was too distraught, feeling like a ghost, just staring out of the window. I hadn't even noticed James drove into the car park of a small cafe called Costa Coffee. After he settled on a spot, he unclasped his seat belt, me copying his actions, and we both got out the car and walked over to the shop.

Not a word was spoken until we got to the counter to order. "A black coffee please, no sugar." James ordered.

"Coffee with milk and no sugar, please" I smiled at the lady, who returned the gesture.

I went to get out my money, realizing I didn't bring any money. James looked at me as if to say 'I've got this' ━ A quiet thank you left my mouth.

Once James had payed, we walked over slowly ━ trying not to spill the drinks ━ and sat down at one of the leather booths.

Letting out a deep sigh and looking out the window, I picked up the coffee cup, bringing the rim up to my mouth and blowing on the liquid before taking a small sip.

"Everything is gonna be fine." James reassured with a smile.

"I know"

"So stop worrying."

"I have every fucking right to be worried James! My best friend is lying in a coma because of some fucking beast!" I snapped. "Sorry" I whispered, looking down feeling ashamed.

James' warm hand cupped mine on the table, "It's ok, sometimes you just gotta let it out" He smiled.

Luke's POV

What a fucking bitch.

As soon as I get my hands on her, she's a dead woman.

Who does she think she is? Grassing me in, when I've warned her repeatedly not too.

"Fuck," I yelled, punching the cold plaster wall behind me.

I was trapped in another fucking cell.

For something I haven't done, but for something it's done.

This whole jail ward was full of empty cells, yet I was placed in the one furthest away from everyone, from everything.

Letting out another angered yell, I punched the wall again, only for the plastered wall to break, a huge gaping hole formed. The wall was literally one layer of a soft plaster wall. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion before picking away at the wall, making the hole even more bigger than it was.

"Son of a bitch." I whispered, letting out a breathy laugh.

There was a fucking tunnel behind this wall, just my fab luck.

I looked at the cell door, expecting some guard to be there and notice the big ass hole I created.

No one was there, so this was my chance to escape this deserted shit hole. I ducked my head down and squeezed through the hole, my feet meeting with wet concreate ground.

The tunnel was pitch black, apart from the light from the outside at the end of the tunnel, which looked like ages away to walk. But Ill get there, I suppose.

After about five minutes of walking, the end of the tunnel didn't look any closer, I turned around to look at where I came from, only to see two police officers looking through, torches shining around, but no where near me. I chuckled and kept walking ━ a little faster this time, hearing shouts like "Oy!" or "Brooks" or "Get the fuck back boy!"

"Fuck no!" I yelled back, starting to jog at a slow pace now.

I ended up coming to a point where there were two concreate stair wells, leading under ground. I walked to the left one, because I don't like right, since I'm not right.

The stairs lead to another tunnel, the exact same as the one I was in previously, but obviously now on the ground level in the prison.

My smile got wider ━ grinning like a cheshire cat ━ as the end of the tunnel was near. All I could see was white, the sun was so fucking bright.

Using my arm to cover the brightness from my eyes, I finally made it to the end. Stepping outside, there was a kiddies park.. Next to a prison.. ━ also in the distance, a cafe.

"I'm coming baby." I muttered, imaging Scarlet's beautiful face in my head.

Scarlet's POV

"━and, I got the job" James squealed like a girl.

He was telling me about the interview he had not that long ago, upgrading from a cleaner, to an assistant for doctors when they preform oporations, meaning he wouldn't be in work a lot anymore, I was happy for him, but sad since I won't see him as much.

"That's great James!" I smiled, getting up from my seat and walking around to his side and gathering him up in a hug.

My heart stopped when Luke was sitting on a bench, a few yards away from the cafe. "Oh my God," I yelled, that damned smirk on his lips.

"What?" James asked.

I pointed at Luke across the road, and just my luck, as soon as James looks, a car passes him then Luke just disappears.

"What am I looking at?" A confused James asks.

"N-Nothing, I'm just seeing things." I mumbled, moving back around to sit in my side of the booth.

"Maybe it's your lack of sleep?" James said.

"You're probably right." I finished off the rest of my coffee in silence, before downing the last drop. "You finished?" I asked, he nodded.

We both stood up at the same time, and walked out the cafe, heading back to the car.

James and I sat in silence, I was back in the drivers seat again, since I was feeling a little bit better.

"I feel like a pervert" James hit out.

"Why?" I howled in laughter.

"Because," He chuckled, we are parked beside a kids park, just staring at them."

I laughed harder, "You're so weird."

"Oh look at they girls skipping with two ropes!" He exclaimed, "It reminds me of Nightmare On Elm Street" James laughed ━ I hated that movie.

"And guess who's playing Freddy." That familiar deep Aussie accent spoke from behind James and I.

Both of our breaths hitched, slowly turning to look at each other, our eyes were wide, James faced paled, mine probably did too.

We turned around, seeing Luke sitting in the back seat of my car, with a sickly smirk on his face, one that'll be burned into my mind for the rest of my life.