Nothing Personal.
Nine
Alex lay there starring up at the ceiling on Jacks bed. Jack examined Alex carefully. His body was a complete mess. Jack wondered if Alex needed to be hospitalized, but didn't press the subject. Jack was almost disgusted by Alex's mutilated body. His face was a dark shade pf purple, his nose looked slightly broken, and his arm has a huge burn on it. The rest of him had tiny cuts, some big, but mostly tiny.
"Alex?" Jack said cautiously. Alex lifted his head up and winced in pain as he did so. "What are you going to do?" Alex laid his head back down on the pillow.
'I can't go home." He said bluntly. "Crowley, he will find me there." Jack looked out the window. It was a stormy night, rain padded against the window.
"Alex, How did he even get you?" Jack asked. Alex turned to look at Jack.
Alex was sitting alone at the diner like he did every Thursday afternoon. A milkshake and a burger is what he got every time he went. Thursday was the day his parents usually went out for date night, Alex of course, didn't mind.
After about forty-five minutes Alex discarded of his trash, walking out of the diner and into the chilly night air. He heard something move behind him, he turned to look, nothing. He shrugged it off as the wind and kept walking. His house was only two blocks away. He'd walked it many times.
He heard a loud, but sinister chuckle. Alex turned quickly seeing a man in a black trench coat, short little fat man. But before he could say anything he was hit over the head blacking out.
Jack looked at Alex in awe. "So, what did Crowley even want?" Jack asked curiously. Alex looked down at his hand. He didn't want to explain to Jack what he'd done. In fact, Alex was still frightened by Crowley.
What if Crowley found him, and took him back for weeks more of torture. Or what if he took Jack, killed Jack, then my parents? There was a whole lot of possibilities that could happen. Alex didn't want to take the chance of ever losing Jack to some psycho. Alex quickly stood, and started gathering some clothes out of Jack's dresser.
"What are you doing Alex?" Jack asked.
"Jack, I need to go." Alex said loudly. "You aren't safe with me being here."
"You can't go! I just got you back."
Alex turned to Jack. Jack could see the pain in his eyes. But Alex knew he needed to clean the mess he made.
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Crowley sat in the car, rain smashing against his window. There he was. Mr. Alexander Gaskarth, running from his problems once again. Crowley started the engine and cruised along following Alex.
Crowley stopped the car, and got out. Following behind Alex.
Crowley pulled up the gun that was heavy in his hand and pointed it at Alex. Everything happened so quick. A loud bang, and then Alex falling limply to the ground.
Notes
Alex dead or alive? :O
Not too happy about how this turned out haha. but okay.
@LongLiveUs - Nobody is really sure about what happened in her mind. I know I wish I was there with her in her last moments. She was very lovely, and very warming. And thank you so much.
@Jagk Skellington - Your comment really means a lot to me<3 I don't really understand fandoms, and such things like this. I really don't understand how you can care so much for a person that you don't even know personally. But I love how it works. No matter how much I may never understand it, I love it so much.
@All Time WTF?! - She was very kindhearted. And I know she probably felt guilty in the moment of her death. She always tried to put other needs before her own, which is why I actually love her so much. If only she could see how many people are actually mourning over her death. (Her father is taking it the hardest) I buy her flowers every weekend so far, and put them on her grave. She was loved. She still is.
And I want to thank everyone, for everything. You guys are so sweet, and thoughtful. No wonder she was always on here. She never really told me about this site until..well you know. But I wish she had sooner. This site is incredible. You all love each other, and it is so beautiful. I thank every single one of you guys thank have supported her stories, and have been there after her passing. Everything means so much. <333
8/15/14