Across the Sea

Ch. 16 {A Sinister Mistake}

Kura P.O.V

I just ran.  I didn’t know where I was going, but I just ran.  I ran to the elevator and didn’t look back.  Once I reached the lobby, I heard my name, but I wasn’t stopping.  I need to get away from Jason and Mara.  I need to get away from my problems.

I sprinted through the dark streets of London.  I ran without a destination.  I just needed to clear my head.  So I ran down dull twisting streets and across small wooden bridges.  I ran till I could run no more.

I slowed to a stop near an old building.  It looked it had been abandon a long time ago, with its deep cracks, and shattered windows.  I wanted to keep running, but I couldn’t.  Something about this place made my mind scream ‘run!’ but I was too tired.  On wobbly legs I leaned against the old building, using it for support.  I felt my eyes start to droop, but every time I would snap them back open; because every time I closed them, I saw the disgusting picture of Mara and Jason kissing.  Why would Jason do this to me?  I thought that he actually loved me.  These thoughts broke the dams I had built up to hold back to the unshed tears.

I slid down the wall of the building, tears spilling from my eyes.  I hit the ground with a soft thud that echoed through the empty streets; or so I thought. 

I heard a loud crash coming from the alley on the opposite side of the building.  My heart rate accelerated, ‘It’s just a stray cat.  Don’t worry’ I told myself mentally.  I heard other noises come from the alley, only making my heart rate sky rocket even more.  Then it was completely silent.  It wasn’t peaceful kind of silence; it is more like the eerie type of silence. 

This silence continued for seemed like forever.  I wanted to get up and run away, but I seemed to be paralyzed by fear of what hides in the alley.  I strained my ears to see any faint noise around me.  I pulled my knees up to my chest, and rested my head on my knees.  I just concentrated on any sound from the alley. 

I heard a faint shuffling noise coming in my direction.  I froze with fear.  It must have found me.  I slowly lifted my head up to find a man, reeking of alcohol, staring down at me.  He only spoke two words, that were barely audible due to the heavy presents of alcohol; but I knew he mumbled,

“Hello beautiful.”

Unknown P.O.V

I stumbled out of the bar, completely wasted.  I had been there most of the day, trying to drown my sorrows with a bottle of beer; or shall I say 10 bottles.  I chuckled to myself as I stumbled through London’s empty streets.  I have lived in this town for 31 years, I never explored it.  Well guess what, tonight is the night I am going exploring.

I thought I would start my journey with a trip down an alley.  So I turned down the alley, but seemed to crash into some empty garbage cans.  I stumbled to the ground with them, creating a loud ruckus.

I picked myself up and continued on with my journey.  I kept stumbling over empty boxes, cans, just random pieces of garbage.  I kept walking, then I saw her.  There was a beautiful girl, probably 15 or 16 sitting at the side of the building in front of me.  She had long blonde hair that fell down her back and shoulders.  Why would such a beautiful girl be out all by herself?  Maybe I should have some fun with her? 

I walked over to   the young girl, and waited for her to raise her head to see me.  When she did, a mumbled, “Hello beautiful”, with an evil grin.

Jason P.O.V

I lost her.  I have lost the person who has my heart.  At this moment in my life, I finally understand what Romeo feels.  I understand what it feels like to have the person you care about the most disappear, never to be seen again.  For me, the person who has run off with my heart now hates me.  She thinks that I cheated on her with her best friend.  Well this sucks, big time. 

I crumbled to my knees in a state of shock.  I feel so broken inside.  I feel so much pain that I want to cry out.  I feel so much pain because; my heart had been ripped out.  I felt all of my energy leave my body, as if not wanting me to go on.  But I need to, I need to find my love.  I need to find her, before she gets hurt.  Just the thought of her getting hurt suddenly brought all of my energy back; and much more.

With my new found energy, I sprang up and booked it out the doors.  I was going to fix the wrong I have done. I have to find Kura.

I ran through the streets of London.  I screamed her name, over and over until my throat was raw.

“KURA!  KURA!”   I screamed again and again.

I had no clue where I was going, I just followed my gut.

Right.

Left.

Left.

Straight.

Right.

I stopped dead when I heard screaming.  Not just any scream, my Kura’s scream.  Her voice was filled with fear and pain.  Then it was deadly silent again.  I ran toward source of the sound; hoping, just hoping to find my Kura.

Kura P.O.V

The drunken man walked closer and closer until he was right in front to me.

I was now visible shaking because of his proximity.  He leaned down, so closed I could smell his alcohol filled breath.  Then he grabbed my arms roughly and picked up.  I screamed for help, but he clamped his grimy hand over my mouth.

“Don’t scream baby, I just want to have some fun.”  I froze.  Did he mean…no…I won’t let him!

I opened my mouth, and bit down on his hand as hard as I could.  He immediately dropped me.  Then I noticed that he had gone red.  He grabbed me again, but this time by the throat.  He slowly lifted me by my throat, making gasp in surprise.  I clasped my hand around his trying to pry them off.  It didn’t work; instead he squeezed even harder.  Black dots spotted my vision.  I kicked and kicked at him but I couldn’t hit him, he was too far away.  As more black spots filled my vision, he threw me against the brick wall.  My shoulder hit the wall with a crash, then gravity kicked in.  I fell to the hard ground with a sickening thud.  I took a deep breath, only to cause more pain.

As the man walked closer; a sick, perverted grin spread across his face.  Once again I screamed at the top of my lungs, despite the pain.  And as a reward, the man kicked me in my side, over and over again.  I think I lost count after eight. 

After he was satisfied, he bent down and tried to unfasten the buttons on my shirt.

“No!”  I pleaded.  Tears sprang up and ran down my face like a faucet.  With my plea, the man punched me in my side.  Pain erupted in my side once again.  I think he may have cracked a rib.  But I wouldn’t know; I am no doctor.

I stopped fighting.  It was no use.  I am to tired and weak to fight anymore.  The blackness started to engulf me, and this time, I just welcomed it.  Right before I fell into the dark abyss, I heard a familiar voice.  Jason’s voice.

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Hi People!! I know it has been forever!  I am sorry it has been so long, I have been caught up in school work and I haven't been feeling inspirational lately.  SORRY FOR THE SPELLING!!  I promise that I will update more often from now on!!  So, what do you think of the story?  I really want to get to 1,000 reads before this book is done!  If I do, then I will post one of my other stories.

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