She's Broken.

Hush

*Unknown's POV*

I'm not sure what to call the relationship I have with this person, but for the sake of saving time, let's call him my friend.

So my friend today, had asked me what the point in chasing after Kori was. This friend of mine is the only one who knows about what I'm doing here. The only answer I had for him was that I was in love with her, and had been since the minute I met her. But my friend here, he's a smart one. He saw right through that. He knows my criminal record, and he knows how dangerous I could be. However, he knows people can change and he knows that I'm new, so anything can happen.

My phone rang rather loudly at that point, piercing the silence and interrupting my rampant thoughts. I looked at it to see Kori's name on my screen. I pressed 'Answer' and brought the phone up to my ear.

"Hey! Kori! You’re calling earlier than normal. Everything alright?” I asked her.

For the first second or two, I got nothing but silence. Then I heard her heavily breathe, as if she just realized something life-changing.

"Kori..?" I started.

I looked at my phone screen and saw that she had abruptly hung up on me, and my stomach sunk a little bit. I had no other way of contacting her without her knowing who I was, so there was no way I could make sure Kori was alright without calling Juliet, but Juliet left town right after school today, and she told me she was leaving her phone here, since her parents were making her. I decided the best thing to do was call my friend.

"Hey, Jackson? We have a problem. I think Kori knows who I am. She called me and as soon as I started talking, she breathed heavily and hung up, like she was scared." I spat out as fast as I could.

"I told you she was smart, and I told you that talking to her at school today was a bad idea. I told you that she was gonna figure it out eventually. I've known her way longer than you, and no matter how much you think you're in love with her, I am way more in love with her. So next time I try to tell you something about Kori, I advise you to listen."

"Oh my gosh Jackson, shut the fuck up already. You don't love her. Being a complete ass, breaking her heart, and scarring her life is not 'love'. So just stop acting like you're helping her when you know you aren't." Then I hung up on him.

And in that moment, I knew what I had to do. I had to save Kori from all this madness. I had to keep her away from the dangers of this world and all the things she had to live with. I knew that if I didn't get my butt out the door and help her, I was going to regret it later.

I picked up my backpack and flipped it over so I could spill it's contents onto my bed. I grabbed the nearest notebook and took a pen out of my little holder. I opened the notebook up to a blank page and uncapped my pen. This is what I wrote:

I'm terribly sorry for whatever trouble this causes anyone, and I know what I'm about to do will be a huge mistake, but I have to do it. I can't stand to see her live this way anymore. I must do this. I know none of you will miss me any, because it's not like any of you cared to begin with. So this is goodbye. She's worth all the possible consequences that could come out of this. And I would say I love you, but the only one I truly love, is the one giving me a reason to leave. Bye." And signed it 'Brayden' in my best possible cursive.

I packed some necessities in my bag and threw it in the trunk of my 2014 Corvette Stingray and went back inside to my Mom's room and grabbed the Diethyl ether from her closet where she 'hides' it. The perks of having an addicted Mom. I also grabbed one of her cloths she uses for cleaning her glasses, which she doesn't even wear anymore, and went back out to my expensive car I got for my birthday.

I clutched the handle to the driver door, but before I could make myself open the door, I stopped. I wasn't quite sure whether I really wanted to do this or not. But then all of the memories of how Kori has struggled in the past came flooding to my mind, and I got in the car and practically flew to her house. I got out with the bottle of ether and the cloth stuffed in my jeans pocket and started climbing my way up the tree that grew right beside her window. I'll appreciate the wonderful coincidence later, but for now, I had a mission. I was just climbing my way to the end of the branch beside Kori's open window when I heard it. It was the sound of her muffled sobbing into her pillow. Normally, that would make me extremely upset or sad, but that just made it easier this time.

I swung my body in through her window and landed gracefully on her beige carpeted floor. Since the floor was carpeted, it hadn't made much of a sound, so she didn't hear me come in. I stepped lightly towards her shaking body. She didn't hear me until I was about a foot away from her bed. Her gorgeous face looked into my eyes, and event though she had make up all down her face, she looked amazing. Her sadness was almost beautiful.

She set the pillow next to her on her bed and whispered, "It's you. You're the one that's been calling me and helping me. I didn't get it at first, but now I do." She stood up and walked to her desk across the room. This was my chance. I took the bottle of ether out of my pocket and took the cap off. I looked up to see her looking at a picture. She seemed pretty occupied by it, so I reached for the cloth and quickly poured some ether on it. Ether has pretty much the same effect as chloroform, so I wasn't too concerned with it not working, but I was concerned with her turning around.

I walked as quietly as possible over to her, and with my free hand, I stuck it around her waist.

But just then, she started to speak, and she was still clutching the picture. "This is my.." She started, but I stopped her.

"Hush." I whispered and brought the cloth up to her mouth.