Him

Chapter: 4

The next morning I woke up in a dark room. I didn't know what to do because I didn't know where I was. It was kind of dark and musky with a dirty look to it. I could hear the sound of water dropping slowly in the corner. I guess it was a sink or something. Later I looked up and could see a strange dim light that lead to a door at the opposite end of the room. I followed the light to the door. As I was reaching the door I heard a slight screech that wasn't so loud but I could still hear it. I thought it was just me but as I looked in the room i was amazed to my eyes.
As I looked in the room all I could see was torture instruments. Knives on a silver plate, a mouth opener on the floor, and a stretching table. I notice that there was blood everywhere. Some of the spots looked like it was new blood like it just happened but others looked about a day old. I looked on the stretching table and it got my attention that someone was laying there, tired, scared, dying. I soon to notice that it was Kaitlyn! I saw Kaitlyn laying on the table...pinned up and bleeding out. I was confused, who would ever do this to her?
I saw Kaitlyn looking over at the corner where I couldn't see. I cracked the door open and saw it was...JONATHAN?!
Out of everyone it had to be someone I deeply love! I got really scared and saw him coming towards me with a knife. I wasn't sure what to do so I ran to where the silver table was, with all the knives on it, and grabbed a knife. I soon later noticed that he wasn't coming for me but another person. I heard the other person run up to me and I felt something go through my thigh. I turned around and looked at my thigh. There was scissors. Not just any scissors but surgical scissors. All I could feel was me drop to the floor. I was bleeding really bad. So bad I stared to loose conscience. I heard Jonathan scream and run after the guy. I don't know how long I was laying there but all I knew was that I woke up in another room.
Clean.
White.
Safe feeling.
I didn't know where I was just like before. But I figured that I was getting help. I looked next to me and saw Kaitlyn but no Jonathan? a nurse walked in right when I was about to get up. She rushed to me and told me to stay seated that I lost A LOT of blood. I asked her where Jonathan was. All she did was open the curtain and put it to the side. In front of me was another room that was all glass. I saw someone vaguely familiar but I couldn't really tell who it was, my vision was still a little blurry from me loosing all that blood. The nurse told me that was Jonathan. I then asked her what happen. She said she didn't know but there was going to be a detective coming in. Next thing you know, guess who, a detective!
He started to ask me questions like I knew what was happening!
Then flash backs came to me. I remember how I got stabbed. Then I remembered seeing who stabbed me!
The detective who was talking to me. The one asking me questions like he didn't know what was happening! I pressed the button for the nurse and she rushed in as fast as she can. I told her I couldn't handle anymore questions and that I wanted to see Jonathan. She politely asked the detective to leave. As he was leaving the nurse was putting me in a wheels chair to take me to see Jonathan.
She told me how me might now know who I am because he just came back from being on conscience. But as she left I started asking him questions.
I asked him:
What happen?
Are you okay?
What did you do?
He answered them all. I was glad. He told me someone was trying to kill me. He said that he was trying to kill the guy but he got away before he could. He said the guy shot him and he saw that he might have been a detective.
I drew what the detective looked like, that just came in.
Tall
Tan
Blue eyes
Blonde hair
Kinda short hair
about 30-35
And about 6' -6'3
Jonathan said that was him!
That night I snuck out of the hospital to go find him. But I was met with the devil.
I found him in a store not to far from the hospital. I stalked him till he walked up to a house. I followed him up to the door. As he closed it I knocked on the door. He pulled me inside and he flipped out on me and tried to shoot me. I was only there for questions.
Not to fight.
Kill.
harm.
Just Conversation.
Answers.
I grabbed him and tied him to a chair the looked western kind of. It was cherry colored wood. A rocking chair. With no arm rests. I tied him up with silver ducktap. He struggled to get out but he failed. I explained to him that all I wanted to do was talk but he didn't care. I just kept talking. I had asked him why he was trying to kill us. But he just tried to spit on me so I smacked him. I finally got answers. But they made no sense.
He said someone sent him to kill us. But who would want that. I ran away from my family. They wouldn't want to kill me anyway. Jonathan had NO family what so ever, they walked out of his life months ago.
Now Kaitlyn.
I didn't know anything about her family besides that they are in the mafia. So I had to sneak back into the hospital to talk to her. I told the detective guy that I would come back for him. He seemed nice for a bit and he said he could get me back in without them stoping me. I trusted him.