Somewhere in Neverland (a Jack Barakat fan fiction)

Chapter eight

Jack's P.O.V

I heard the door open, I turned around to see Alice. I smiled, she looked amazing. Even though she was just in a sweater and shorts. 'Where have you been all after noon?' Rian asked. I couldn't have put it better my self . I was wondering where she was. I wanted to give her something. But she wasn't around. So I left it in her jacket pocket for her to find. I laughed to myself at her reaction to when she would find it.

'Oh you now.. On a walk.. I met this dude and we swapped numbers' rian smiled 'someone new eh?' My heart dropped .. Someone .. New? Alice couldn't have.. No .. But . I'm not even sure we were a thing. Whatever. I brushed it off and looked back at my Taco Bell. I wasn't hungry any more. I look up and locked eyes with Alice. My heart burned with jealousy . I tore our stare and walked over to my bunk. Trying to pull off and 'I'm tired ' face and hopped into my bunk.

I laid there on my bunk for about 20 minutes when I heard the curtain open. I closed my eyes and pretended I was asleep. 'Hey.. Dude. What's up with you?' It was Alex. Thank god. 'Nothing man. I'm just tired. Long day I guess.' He sighed . ' your not jealous are you jack?' He shook my shoulder. 'Nah man' I sighed and pulled the curtain closed. He sighed and walked away. A couple minutes later the curtain opened again. 'Hey jack.. Have you seen my jacket?' Alice. 'I hung it up with the rest' she closed the curtain. 'Thanks jack-o!' I rolled over and opened the curtain. 'Hey Alice? Where are you going?' She turned around. 'To see Sam.'

Then she turned around and left the bus, grabbing her jacket as she did . I sighed and rolled back over. Soon drifting into a light sleep.

The room was dark and there was a single light source hanging from the ceiling. Alice lay on the floor. Her jacket next to her. I ran over . Screaming. Crying. Her blood was all I could see everywhere . All over her. I went to check her pulse but couldn't . I couldn't touch her. So I stood there . Screaming and crying. Her cold lifeless body lay still. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a someone. A guy. Short black

Hair. 'you said I'd be dead if he found out? Well now love.. Look how the tables have turned.' His thick British accent taunted me from the shadows.

I woke up In a cold sweat. Gasping for air. It was only a dream.. It felt so real though. Like I was there. Watching it happen...