FUCK IT ⚠︎ skins, jc

ninteen

JJ put some music on, and Karen suddenly came in.
"I thought..what the fuck are you guys doing?"
"Having a party. I think Freds'll like it, don't you?"
Karen thought about it for a second.
"Yeah, ok"
Her, JJ and Cook got up to dance, while Effy texted the rest of the gang to come. They eventually turned up and we started to party, necking shot after shot. I airwolfed them with Cook, howling loudly after the last one. It burned my throat, but I kept it all down. Emily and Naomi made up, and everything was fine with them again. Cook pulled me up and danced behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I leaned into him, while he kissed on my kneck a little.
"I love you" He whispered.

He went out for a slash, so I danced with Katie until I realized he'd been gone for a while.
"Anyone seen Cook?" I asked.
They all shook their heads and carried on dancing. I stepped outside, holding my head.
"Fucking hell I'm trashed" I laughed.
I looked around, squinting into the darkness, but couldn't see Cook anywhere.
"Cook? You out here?"
I didn't hear a reply.
I instead leaned against the shed wall, taking deep breaths until my headache wore off. I rolled a joint, my first one in months, since I'm not really supposed to have drink or drugs on my pills. I took a good few drags, before hearing footsteps.
"Cook? It's about time, how long does it take to..."
He was shaking.
"What's..what's wrong?"
He put his hands either side of my face.
"Kal, listen to me now yeah?" He said, staring deeply into my eyes.
"What the fuck?" I frowned, putting my hands over his.
"Something really fucked up has happened and-"
"What?"
"I..I just...I can't say" He sighed.
"What? Fucking tell me!"
"It's better if I just show you"

He grabbed my hand and led me away, down a few streets. I was so worried I could barely speak.
"Here" He said, nodding at a giant house.
"Why here?"
He took me to a back window and pushed it open, before climbing through. He grabbed my hand and helped me through, before snapping on a light.
"An office? Who's house is this?"
"John. John Foster" He muttered.
A chill ran down my spine.
"Cook why the fuck are we here?"
He nodded at a box on the desk.
"Open it, look inside"
My hands shook as I pushed the lid off the box, and reached inside. I pulled out whatever I'd touched and came face to face with a t-shirt.
Freddie's t-shirt.
And it was covered in blood.
"Cook is this.. is.." I turned to look at him.
He slowly nodded, letting his teary eyes wander to the floor. I dropped the shirt and stared at the blood on my hands.
This can't be happening.
This can't be fucking happening.
The main light suddenly clicked on, our heads turned towards the door. He was there.
John Foster.
He slowly walked towards us, wielding a bat.

"What have you done?" Cook frowned.
"Don't be stupid Cook. She told me all about you two. Kal?" He said, smirking.
I gulped, stepping back a little.
"There was much to correct in Elizabeth. Perhaps I still can"
"You..you've done something to my friend?" Cook said.
"This is wasting time" He suddenly brung up his bat and smiled at me. "Kal, kneel down please"
Cook stepped in front me.
"You're not touching her" He said.
"Would you prefer to die first Cook? Maybe Kal can watch"
I took a deep breath, and grabbed Cooks hand.
"I don't think you know what I am mate" Cook smirked.
"I do. You're nothing" John hissed.
"Yeah" Cook nodded. "I'm a fucking waste of space. I'm just a stupid kid. Ive got no sense..criminal. I am nothing"
It hurt to hear what he thought of himself.
"So please..please. Get it into your bonce, that you killed my friend. And..i'm Cook. IM COOK"
He pulled his hand away from mine and suddenly punched John to the ground, hitting him over and over.
"RUN KAL" He yelled.

I ran through the door and tried to find a way out, and realized almost every door was locked.
"Shit!" I said, running my fingers through my hair.
None of this seemed real.
I suddenly pushed open the door to a room, and noticed a window at the end. I could jump out, get help. Perfect. I ran in and suddenly heard something.
"Help.." It said.
I froze up, and my eyes frantically looked around for a light switch. I found one, clicked it on, and what I saw next almost made me pass out. Freddie was laying on the ground, tied up, bruised badly with blood all over him. He was barely breathing. Both his eyes were bloodshot and blacked out.
"Freddie?" I kneeled next to him, taking his face in my hands. "Freds?!"
"Kal?" He whispered.
"Yeah Freds it's me!" I said, and kissed his forehead. "Stay awake for me yeah?" I'm gonna get us help alright?"
He nodded a little, and fought to keep his eyes open.

I ran back to the office, to find John bloodied up on the ground, and Cook standing over him, panting.
"Cook? Oh God is he.."
"Nah he's still breathing. Didn't you find a way out?"
I shook my head.
"No. I found Freddie" I said.
"What?"
"He's not dead Cook. He's not fucking dead!"
Cook took a deep breath, and stepped towards me, taking my face in his hands again.
"You've got your phone on you right?"
"Yeah" I said.
"Call and ambulance, and the police. Tell them everything"
"Well you've gotta leave. They'll see you and take you back into prison" I said.
He shook his head.
"I'll go back"
"What? To jail? But the boys.."
"I'll deal with it. I'll go back, finish my time, and then we can be together yeah?"
He pulled me in to a tight hug. I hung onto him.

"We'll be together"