Someone Like You Series 2 (John Pearce/Justice Crew Fanfic)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Thailand continued

Kylie's POV

I plopped down on the single hotel bed in relief, despite having a wonderful day, my feet really hurt from all that walking. John went in and took a shower. I slid my shoes then socks off, and threw them near my suitcases on the floor.

When John and I were done, we slid into bed. We where so close I felt his warm breath against my face. He shuffled a few times before he was finally comfortable.

"Did you enjoy today?", he asked.

I didn't think twice about my answer, " Yes. Of course."

I couldn't see him because of the blackness of the room, but I knew he was smiling big and brightly.

"And your favorite part?", he asked.

We went to so many places today—the bus trip, Elephant of Arts,Beau's Restaurant, and Koli's Kove, Elephant Farm, etc—I just couldn't choose which was my favorite.

"Everything that was with you.", I said, awkwardly smiling at nothing, it sounded cheesy, but I meant it.

" Good.", he said, "We better get some rest, we need to wake up early so we can leave on time. Good night, K."

He kissed my forehead before I returned the good night. I honestly didn't want to leave, it is so magical and adventurous here. But I do want to go to the next place, Italy.

I turned onto my right side, so my back was facing him. I slowly closed my eyes and went to into a deep sleep.

Kylie's Dream

"No, no! Go away! Go!", I yelled continuously.

My knees where against my chest, arms holding them together and my wrists poured with blood, staining my jeans.

Brad stood in the middle of the empty room, laughing evily. In his left hand he held a butcher knife, in his right hand he held duct tape.

" Please–no!–What do you want?", I said between sobs.

He stopped laughing, "First, you vanish and run to John and don't tell me. Then, you go out of country with John and don't tell me. And you're asking what I want? I want revenge." He said coldly.

"Plus, you should be used to this, correct?", he added, now slowly walking to Kylie, who is sitting in the corner crying.

He crouched in front of her and duct taped her mouth. She tried moving away so he couldn't, but it didn't work.

" Mmm! Mmmm!", only muffles came from her.

He grabbed her right wrist and took his hand and wiped the pouring blood. He lifted the butcher knife up and cut exactly where the last wound was. Kylie screamed, but muffles came out again. Tears went down the tape and onto the floor. Blood poured. It was all over the floor, Kylie's cloths, and even himself.

He stood up, "You went to John, and never me. You caused my drinking problem and my drug addiction. Remember? Remember that anonymous  call too? Huh? It all started it with you.", Kylie's eyes couldn't bare go look at his, but she listened, quietly.

"Remember prom? When you got ditched by Damien? I was the one that stayed with you at the bleachers. And that's when my drug and drinking problem began. And progressed. Cause you wanted to be numb. You made me stay." he paused.

" Remember 2 years ago you pulled an anonymous call to that camp? Oh what was the name...Camp Freaks? Camp Druggys? Oh wait! Camp Hearts. Remember. I was sent there for 5 torturous months.", he paused and shook his head. He back away slowly until he was out of the dark room. "Because of you Kylie.", his voice followed.

Kylie screamed. Even though there was no use. Her eyes stung as much as her thick wrist wounds.

End of Kylie's dream