"BELLE!" You heard a familiar guy voice, screaming your name. Daniel put his arms away from you. You walk a little faster to see who's it. "Jack?"
"I'm-
He sounds so out of breath. But, he manage to run towards you and hugs you."I'm sorry for leaving you." You're still confused. Your head is on his chest. Then, he buries his head against your shoulder. You gripped his blue flannel and starts to cry. "I miss you." You said. You can feel you're being watch by Daniel and Shawn but you've been wanting to have this hug again with him.
"I miss you too." He whispered.
"Jack, can we like, uh-
"Okay. Sorry." He said. He's finally smiling at you. "It's fine. Guys, sorry, for being dramatic..." You said, trying to explain it to them. "We get it." Shawn said. "Yes. Even though we feel a little we're left out...." Daniel said and looked at Shawn. "I shouldn't just barged in and yell your name.... I don't mean to be rude."
"I know how does it feels when your loved one in danger, Jack." Shawn added. "It's sucks." Daniel said again. "It's horrible." You added.
***
"Corbyn! Stop!" Zach yelled at him. He keeps beating him with the baseball bat for several times. But, the amount of times he's beating him is just getting bigger. "I WON'T! STOP SAYING THAT I'M WRONG! I'M ALWAYS RIGHT!! YOU NEVER BEEN AT MY PLACE, ZACH!"
He's mad. Real mad at him. The anger in his voice is building him as if he's about to lose his temper. "FINE. I'M WRONG AND YOU'RE RIGHT!" Zach yelled again at him. "Yes. But, you're late. It's too late, buddy... Any last words?"
"Yes... Go to hell. The devil is waiting for you... "
***
"I need to go. It's emergency. I'll call you if it's bout him." Daniel said. "Wait, someone got killed? Again?" Daniel nods at him. Jack pulled you into his arm. "I hope you can stay with her until this thing over." Daniel added. "I have to go now, it's getting late. I'll closed the door and make sure to lock the door after that... " Shawn said. "Okay."
"No, you stay here. I'll lock the door."
You know you can count on him eventhough he's not longer your boyfriend. He knows, how to make you feel wanted yet safe. "Thanks."
***
"Nice. Chloe and Julie."
He made it out of Zachs place and escape from the police. "I hate when people kept saying that they're right. I finally get rid of that pig. Jonah, even though how loyal you're, you will be in my victim list..."
***
"I thought that I can't get to see after he called me." You hear, the sadness in his voice. His voice is shaking but he quickly fake it to show that he's not going to cry. "I'm here. You can see that I'm alive."
"Don't joke bout it. I'm scared that I lose you before I can even meet you. You're my everything, you know..." He kiss you on your forehead. "I know. You're my hero."
***
"I wonder what my Belle is doing right now. Oh great, calling her would be a cure." He's dialing her name but no answer. "This bitch." He groaned and throw his phone. He's back again at his place. He crossed out Zach's picture using a red marker. "I'm done with this one."
"Chloe. Yes. That girl. Let's see how it goes...."
***
"I'm so happy I get to cuddle with you. It feels so nice to be back and be here with you." He said. You rest your head top of his chest and listening to his heart beat that's rhythm like a beautiful melody. "Yeah, I'm so so fucking happy too!" You giggled as he starts to tickle you. "Oh god! No!! Please, I can't!! Jack!"
You rolled yourself to the other side but fell from the bed. "OUCHY! Shit... " You said, half screaming. "Oh, sorry! Let me help you to get up.." You take his hand. "Thank you." You said. "Stop it. You're not a princess. You're my queen." He put his hand in your hair and play with it. "I'm so lucky to have you. I guess, we can try to make it work?" He asked. There's sparkle in his eyes, gleaming in that brown eyes.
"But, don't rush. I don't want to get hurt by you again... You're my lifeline and it would be a nightmare to lose you again....""I risk everything. Just for you."

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The Silent Murder
Mystère / ThrillerBeing a maniac person but also, the smart one? Is it because of the past or because of identity crisis? Find out more on "The Silent Murder".