{DARKER}**Sequel

Cristina; Pt25

It was dark. I have no clue why. But it was.

"Cristina" I heard downstairs. The voice sounded familiar. I think it was Jacks but it sounded a little different from his voice.

"J-Jack" I stuttered. I didn't get a response.

I walked down the stairs and the entire rooms turned black. It was like I was trapped in a room with no doors or windows.

It was just four walls and a roof.

I began to bang on the walls and called for help. "Hello, please can somebody help me" I yelped out. "Jack" I hollered. But no answer.

"Jack, help please" I screamed. I saw a small light at the end of the long room.

"Jack" I wiped my tears. I smiled and ran towards it.

There was a door. It lead to another room. The door closed on its own and there was a small blue ish colored lamp on the floor.

I turned it on and the entire room lit up blue.

I turned my back and saw Jack standing there with Samuel behind him. He had a gun to his back. "Stop, Samuel stop" I screamed.

"Aht aht, not another step bitch" Samuel warned. I stopped and stood there.

"Can we just talk about this pl-" I stopped when he lifted the gun and pointed it at Jacks head. I felt my heart stop.

Everything was in slow motion. I couldn't feel my legs or hands.

Samuel pulled the trigger and I saw Jacks lifeless body hit the floor.

"NO" I screamed. I pushed Samuel out of the way and grabbed Jacks body, pulling it on top of mine. I lost the love of my life.

"Why did you do this" I whimpered. Samuel looked at me and smiled.

"WE...WILL NEVER BE TOGETHER. I DONT LOVE YOU" I screamed in his face.

He backed up and looked terrified. I grabbed the gun off the floor and loaded it. Samuels eyes widened and he backed up.

"Cristina" he begged.

"Shut up" I pointed it at him. He got on the floor and began to beg.

"I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP, NOW" I yelled. He jumped and his lips began to shudder.

"You stupid fuck, YOU KILLED MY BOYFRIEND. THE ONLY PERSON WHOS EVER LOVED ME. HES GONE. WHAT MAKES YOU THINK IM GOING TO LET YOU LIVE?" I screamed at him. I hit him in the eye with the bottom of the gun.

He fell on his back and held his eye.

"Get up" i whispered quietly. He looked at me and questioned again.

"I said GET UP" I yelled. He did it immediately and stood on both his legs with his hands in the air. There was no way I was letting this piece of shit live after he killed Jack.

I hit him in the back of the head with the gun and he fell to his knees.

I got on top of him and began beating him in the face with it.

"Please stop" he begged again.

I rose the gun and without hesitation, shot him in the leg. He grabbed it and began to scream.

I laughed evilly in his face and crouched down.

"You killed the love of my life. You think you were going to get away with that?" I chuckled.

I got up and rose the gun and pointed it to his chest. I put my finger on the trigger and pulled it. The loud bang leaving the gun filed my ears.

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"Cristina, wake up" I heard Jack. I woke up and saw Jack standing there beside the bed with the kids. Holy shit that was a dream.

I got up quickly and looked around.

"What's wrong?" He asked worried.

I shook my head and told him never mind. It wasn't important anyways, after all it was just a dream. It meant nothing. 

"Well uhm I bought breakfast" Jack interrupted my thoughts. I smiled and told him I'd help.

The 5 of us headed downstairs and Jack began to make breakfast. With the help of Jupiter.

"So I was thinking omelets" Jupiter widened her eyes and smiled. I chuckled and ran my fingers through her hair.

"Omelets it is" i kissed her head.

Mitchie just sat on the couch and gestured me to come over to her. I got up from the kitchen seats and headed over to where she was sitting.

"Are you doing okay?" She frowned. I stayed silent. I wanted to mention my dream but it's a bit gruesome for a 10 year old.

"No I'm fine I promise" I lied. She frowned and nodded her head.

"It's okay to not be okay" she put her hand on my lap. I smiled and told her I know. "That's what my therapist told me" she frowned.

Maybe that's what I need, therapy. I never thought I'd need it but if I keep getting dreams the way I've been getting them then I'll consider it. And that means I can't tell Jack.

"Do you think that'd work for me? You know" I whispered. I tried not to say the word so Jack wouldn't hear.

"What Therapy?" She asked confused.

I Shushed her and looked over to make sure he didn't hear. Thank god he didn't. 

"Well I mean it doesn't always work for everyone, that's what my therapists told me" she shrugged her shoulders. "But if you wanna try it you should" she giggled. "It helped me" she added.

I mean she had a point. Maybe It's not for me but I could at least try it and see how it goes.

"Hey, do you think you could give me the place you go to so I can check it out?" I asked her. She asked for my phone and put in the name of the place.

"I'll book an appointment tomorrow, after I drop you guys off at home" I chuckled. She smiled. I'm guessing it was because I was actually getting help for this.

I'm gonna have to give them a fake name so they don't contact Jack or his office. I think this is going to be good for me. Hopefully.