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Far Gone

This graphic novel is to the class of 2006 of winder barrow -high…you know who you are so smile

















As I watched them carry out her body. My best friend Taylor laying there on a blood soaked gurney….my knees sinking into the sand. My hands clutching my chest. I couldn’t breath nor speak. Just kneeling there as everything around me slowed down. Little did I know this was just a taste of the chaos to come. …
Her death was ironic because My best friend was obsessed with Twisted and dark Grimm Fairytales. I guess because when she was five she witnessed her mother’s Brutal death. She never got a good look at the man in black. As she would describe for the cops. So they never caught her killer. Mia Borgia Died at the young age of 24.
Little did we know she would die younger than her mother. Taylor’s father was a man consumed with grief . The upside if you could say that is he never remarried saving money on divorce lawyers and alimony. He just slept with her baby sitters, nannies and teachers… all female. He surrender to lust and master his craft. He even slept with my mother a few times. Got to hand it to him Mr. Grey was one charming mother fucker.
It was in this darken time we all met. Me and the group …Taylor, Gabe, Chad, and Jay met at her moms funeral… we were all about the same age. I was the oldest , then jay , Gabe, Chad, Taylor, Josie was the youngest by a year and half. Jay and Josie were brother and sister. Our parents were all school buddies and that very bond brought us close. ….







Eleven years later we all attend the same high school, odd enough we were all friends. Our parents had little time for us so we made our own family. We lived in a small beach town in south California. My house sat on cliff overlooking the ocean. It was an old manner, dark cherry wood covered every where. It was elegant….
A blur of light and blaring alarms is what I awoke to. Tossing my pillow to the floor. Sitting up rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. My walls were painted black . My feet touched the cold wood dragging me to my bathroom. Hands pressed against cold marble, scorching water beat against me. Mornings were the worst, my mind still fuzzy from the night before. I went back into bathroom looking into the mirror . My refection showed a tall well built 16 year old. I had short thick black hair and light green eyes. Handsome strong face , I looked like a solider, fighter a man built for battle. I would fight no wars I would see no blood shed, I could never tell if this fact made me happy or sad.
My father had light colored hair and blue eyes , sharp face. He pulled off a suite always looked powerful and menacing, even with his slender fame. Nor did I resemble my mother, she was pâté but curvaceous, long fine black hair light green eyes sun kissed skin and a soft face. All I got from her were my eyes and skin tone for my father was fair. Being rich had little baring on my life. I worked a crummy job at a night club, bought a used Honda civic, black 1992... My father try’d to give me a Spiker. I hated money even more I hated his.



My parents were divorced, my father was lawyer who Lived in L.A. always trying to get me to move to Hollywood with him and his new wife the “actress ”.I heard my mother tell my uncle that she was former porn star acting in sleazy soft core horror films. But my mother as much as I loved her she was bitter and angry. She was a photographer, and painter. Held in high regards in the art world. She once modeled but when her dear friend died she turned to taking the photos rather than being the subjects. I lived with my mother Gina..
Some days it was difficult for her. so her answer was to drink away her pain. One thing I know it would be much worse in my father house with his wife. God only knows what his vices were. I had seen enough dysfunction to last me my whole life. You may think me harsh but I tell the truth. They were once happy people who got tainted by the world around them.
My school was a private high school, it had four stories. Simple plan old fashion brick. Nothing special. As I walked down the junior hallway Gabe leaned against my locker, Gabe was a inch taller than me, same built as me. Light brown eyes and a sharp face. “she call you?” Gabe was currently dating Taylor which was against our rules. I sighed “yes” he pushed off my locker “and?”…“and what Gabe She is pissed with you, I don’t know what happened nor do I ,…. that is all on you.”. “fuck you Pratt” he turned to walk away “shit man this is why we don’t date inside the group, Listen she’s going to be at my house tonight. Come over , but I didn’t tell you I am not in this my hands are clean and will stay that way”. “no problem” . we walked to class in silence until Josie jumped on my back. Josie was small and some what curvy , soft fine brown hair with hazel eyes. She has a sharp face with soft rose bud lips.
“shit that hurts Joe” she laughed as she jumped down “don’t be such a baby, so are we hanging at your house, I’ll buy pizza” I laughed Josie was a wild child and a party girl she never cared what people thought of her or how others saw her, she was loud and proud. “what ever you want Joe-Joe” she smiled and kissed my cheek. She skipped ahead . I watched as her breasts bounce as she went off to class. “I guess now I have a reason to show up” Gabe said looking back at me. “yep , just show up with puppy dog eyes and sunflowers.” with that I went off trying not to let my mind wonder to a mass shooting. So I spent most of my day looking out the windows wishing I was somewhere else. Felt like I was watching my life tick away and I was helpless.
By time I had got to my house was filled with the group and music already blaring. My living room was already filled with Josie and Chad dancing closely(Chad was my height- 6,3 but a wider build and a long face with sun colored hair and a light tan and deep brown eyes). Josie’s small frame sliding against his chest. His hands on her waist pulling her close. Her hands on top of his guiding him to her breasts. I decide to look away and turned to the kitchen to find jay sitting on the island already chugging down he’s third beer.(jay was taller than all of us at 6,6 and lanky with dark shaggy hair and yellowish eyes) “you see her in there?” I asked wondering if he had any concerns about her grinding with Chad who was a major womanizer.




Jay shrugged “eh she just having fun besides she can take care of herself” .I place my bag on the counter leaning against the wall “ I guess she out grown being told what to do…” I watched him finish off another beer “yeah …she’s never been that little” Jay said with a smirk. he was looking off in the distance as his body started to lightly sway. “Gabe here yet?” I asked, Gabe was my best friend out of the whole grope. HE was also the most mature out of the bunch. He was reliable and strong but it had fallen to me to the leader of these wayward degenerates. And I didn’t take my job seriously. Something I regret now. “Yeah” He finally replied. slowly pointing up the stairs “ him and Taylor went up to his room awhile ago” I smiled and shook my head.
Gabe had his own room because he lived at my house when he couldn’t stand the isolation of his home. His parents were happily married but always off traveling around the world. For one reason or another Gabe chose to stay behind. I guess he just wanted to live in the real world…well as real as it can be.
I decided to grab a beer on my way up stairs. I wasn’t going to check on them. Because I knew what they were doing and personally did not want to walk in on it. They had been dating since the end of freshman year. I had a shot once…but that was long ago. Time is really a funny thing.
Walking down the barely lit hallway to my room I could hear their voices, more like their moans and the bed post slamming into the wall. Taylor’s soft voice moaning and begging for more. Gabe’s grunts as I imagined him slamming into her. Graphic images dance in my head. I had been on the track and swim team with him. So I knew he was above normal size…if you know what I mean. My mind beginning to wonder to the feeling of myself slamming into a tight freshman. She was girl I had meet a few days ago , she smelled of candy and salt water. I could hear the same moaning. Her sweet voice begging for me pulling her hair tight. Her soft gasp as plowed into her.
I had to shake my head to snap myself out of it closing my door behind me. walking over to my bar making me a shot of vodka. I sat down in my red leather chair closing my eyes I was contemplating weather or not I should masturbate. Crude thought I agree but it been a couple of days. I felt myself overwhelmed by the sounds coming from the room next to mine. As it happened in that very same moment Josie open my door peeping her head around. sliding her tight body through the opening in the door pressing it closed with her hips. She was wearing a tight low cut lacy tank top no bra(she had perky and oddly large c cups) with low cut short shorts her mid drift showing. Her hair pined up messily she leaned against my door looking at me her hands behind her back.
We looked at each other for a few minutes before she spoke “can I get one of those” I have smiled as I watched her bat her long thick eye lashes at me. She was very attractive, and well developed. I felt myself stir a little as I Sighed. I stood up turning my back to her making her shot. Things tend to work out in strange ways. Joe- Joe and I were semi close. I knew things about her most people didn’t.We shared the same distates for our fathers and life in genral. Yet she approached a different way. Using smiles and parties to fill the void. I used people… Women.
Turning back around handing her the glass. “thought you were busy with Chad?” She had been flirting with for what seemed liked years now. Watching a half smile cross her face as she giggled. Before throwing back the shot. “he had to go get more beer” she was looking at the empty glass turning it around in her hand. It amazed me how simple she seemed. Yet I could tell her mind was racing.
Josie pushed off the door walking towards my bed leaning back on it. I couldn’t figure out what she was up to. She was never really easy to read. My eyes wondering over her, noticing her shorts were unzipped. She could feel my eyes on her and her lips curled into smile. I could see it her eyes… To be honest I had never thought about Josie like that. Not until that moment. Her long inviting legs pushing her up onto my bed. Leaning back as her hands ran down her torso slowly pulling up her tank top. I was frozen my mind questioning weather this was right reminding myself of our rules.
But when I saw those perfect round breasts and soft pink nipples my mind was made. Walking over to her pressing my body against hers. Her hands sliding down my chest pulling up and tossing my shirt. My hands around her back pulling her closer my lips against hers her tongue twist around mine. Before I knew it I was on top of her my hands around her throat as I trusted. Her moaning under me lifting up her hips pushing into me. Body heat steaming, raising the tempter of the room.
I don’t know how long I lasted but I sat up in bed smoking while she was in my bathroom. I felt bad because it was Joe-Joe and I knew it was wrong. I realized if she hadn’t caught me in such a state I would have dismissed her. She came out in towel and sat next to me. We shared another smoke not talking, Like there was anything to say anyways. Not long after we were already dressed and walking down stairs to the kitchen. It was abandoned now. I grabbed another beer from the cooler and gave it to her. She smiled as she popped up the cap. “thanks Pratt” and with that she rejoined the group in the theater in the back of the house. The movie was already playing. I sat in the back there were six rows leading up to a giant wide screen with blood red curtains. The screen lit up with screams and blood it was horror fest night. Taylor and Gabe were all curled up nuzzled closed. While jay and Chad threw popcorn at Josie.
I had given in to lust once more and my soul feeling a little bothered by my actions but not by very much. I watched my Joe-Joe flirt with Chad and watched her giggled and laughed. I was pretty sure she had sex before. I didn’t like the thought of her with Chad… the thought of him inside her made my jaw tighten. But I had no control over her. Especially who she fell into bed with. I pondered if she would hold that against me. As the movie ended most go up to get more popcorn before the next movie started. \
Taylor stood up… her long black hair up in a long pony tail. She reminded me of Lara croft. With her large breasts and Light olive skin. The full soft lips and big bright brown eyes. The small waist and her wide hips. She was wearing a black and red tight short tank top with low riding dark jeans and thigh high leather boots. She made her way back to me. She was perfect…Like something from a dream …of video game. I smirked as she turned and faced me “hey you” she bumped my shoulder with her’s. “hello” I replied looking her over. She had a sweet voice, it was polite. She slipped her hand on my leg. Looking deep into my eyes. She had away of seeing into peoples souls. “hey” I looked back into her eyes which were outlined with black thick eyeliner. “so where have you been?” I smiled devilishly, knowing I couldn’t really tell her. “it’s more like you were busy and I found myself busy as well.” she curled next to me “what’s her name?” I bit my lip I was so tempted to tell her. I usually did tell her about my exploits and random hooks ups. Taylor was like my personal shrink. “I have forgotten”
she slapped my arm playfully staring me down with a hint of smile lurking at the corns of her lips. “you such a man whore” I laughed because it was the truth. I couldn‘t resist a cute face and tempting bodies. “Your right…And there is nothing wrong with that. It‘s not lie like love is real.” her eyes glared at me “watch your tongue” her voice stern and cold “what I don’t believe in love as you blindly do,… we have had this conversation before and I don’t think you do either. I think you wish you did,… you wish it was real and you under the illusion that if you close your eyes and stick with one person it‘s more than lust. …and at the end of day prince charming is real. But you know better than me none of that is truly real. At the end of the day all we have is sex …lust and lies.” she sighed and rested her head on my arm in defeat. I broke her heart and felt guilty as she whispered “Love is real … its not perfect like they lie on movies,… its painful and messy… but it is real and I have found it and…. I wish you would let it find you” I sighed as she kissed my arm gently “Gabe is the realest thing in my life…he is the only thing I love” my eyes locked on Joe watching her giggle at Chad’s jokes realizing I would never be the man for Taylor. I can’t explain my thoughts after that its all a blur.
I woke up the next afternoon alone. Turning on my side letting my eyes adjust. I laid there staring at the spot next to me. As everything came into focus I could hear the faint sound of someone in my shower. I slowly sat up looking around my room. Seeing Joe’s clothes from last night scattered all over my floor. Leaning my head against the head board sighing softly. I had repeated my sin. slowly I stretched my arms out looking up. I was no longer conflicted about my actions. Joe knew what she was doing. In fact she worked me over pretty good. Even coming back for more. It wasn‘t like jay would catch on, he was too busy being an addict to see past his own actions.
I decided to walk into my bathroom, turning to face the mirror once again running my fingers thru my hair. Smirking at my self , as I turned back around , facing the clear shower glass door. My hand pressing against them as I watched the suds of soap run down her body. Slowly sliding the door open and moving behind her. She didn’t stop as she moved under the hot water. letting it wash over her rinsing her body. Leaning down I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her shoulder.









Few Hours Later:

We went out for a drive to the beach. Leaning back in the drivers seat . Gripping the wheel tightly, glance over to her from time to time. Josie sat next to me listening to the music. Her soft voice singing along. I shifted in my seat . “did you sleep with Chad too?” it slipped out among the silence between us. I had to ask…I don‘t know why . What she did in her time was her own. She tilted her head glancing me over. “Not last night” she smiled at me resting her hand on my crotch. I sighed as I felt a twinge of rage , my jaw tighten. “Don‘t lie” I said sharply. Keeping my eyes straight ahead. Josie sighed and pulled away her hand. Leaning back in her seat. “No Not last night… but I wanted to” her honesty settled me back down.
As I pulled up to the beach turning off the car. looking down at her legs “why did you come to me?” I wanted to know. I wanted to know why she decide to come to my room. She came to me knowing what she wanted. Josie uncrossed her legs and rubbed her thighs slowly. “I felt like it, …I heard Gabe and Taylor go at it and Chad wasn’t in the mood to… so I thought I’d try you.” my eyes moved up to hers “and?” she smiled her finger tips at her lips “and what… you Wanted it and I enjoyed it” was it that simple.
I exited the car walking up to a abandoned beach house. Sitting down on the old wrecked porch. “and that’s all it can be” I said softly looking out at the waves crashing against the beach. She fallowed behind me sitting next to me. “if that’s what you want Pratt” her head resting on my shoulder “but with me you don’t have to pretend ” she was right no hassle of the one night stand. The only risk being some one finding out. I pulled her onto my lap whispering into her ear “we tell no one…(my hand in between her legs) this is between you and me” she nodded slowly and kissed me softly. I felt her body push off of me and run into the sand spinning as she made her way to water. The golden sun hit her perfectly as she danced in the water. That was a wonderful moment.




















The next couple of days I spent in bed with a couple of bottles of vodka. I wasn’t depressed. I just felt like being in a drunken stupor. I got like that from time to time. Not wanting to engage in social interaction, I lock myself away and drink. Sometimes I worry that I’m more like my mother than I ever want to admit.
All my blinds were closed and curtains were drawn. No light shown through. I laid in my bed codling half a container of vodka. I stayed like that until a few hours later I heard my fathers voice. Sifting up pushing the empty bottles out of my bed as I stood up. My feet shuffled beneath me as I made way to my door. “Hold on!” I yelled in a groggy voice. Slowly turning as I grabbed the first pare of pants I saw. Getting to my feet I walked down the pitch black hallway. Fumbling down the stairs, stumbling into the kitchen scratching my head. Where I found my father standing.

“well you look like shit” he looked me over and slipped his hands into his pockets. I smiled widely at his discomfort “and?” making my way to a stool . Slumping down as I lean back against the counter . He smirked and shifted his stance some. “your mother around?” I shook my head I hadn’t seen my mother in a month she was in Bali for another month doing a photo shoot. My dad and mom didn’t chat…they sent e-mails. I began to wonder why he was looking for her. “why?” I asked sharply. My eyes fully adjusted. He scoffed “Chris I have been trying to call the house for days”, he slowly came closer and sat down beside me . I shugged off his concern “What‘s your deal?” looking over at him as he spoke“I can smell it from here Chris” I sighed “not hiding it” he looked me over and leaned back looking off “your not her” I looked up He was worried , but he had no right. None of them had a right to say what I did with my useless life…if I wanted to be self-destructive their was nothing either of them could say. “I know” I replied .
silence fell between us finally he stood up “you are my son too” he turned and walked out of the room. “Why did you leave mom when Mia died?” I didn’t realize what I said till I saw his face. He paused and looked back at me with sadness in his eyes “because that day your mother, the woman I loved died too…Who can live with a grave yard?” with that he walked out. I heard the door shut behind him.
Hours later I decided to get some fresh air, no long able to stand the musk of my manner. Taking a drive down to the beach, missing Josie already. I decided to go to the old beach house. As I pulled up to the beach my heart fell. Bolting out the car as I saw cops and ambulance surrounding the beach. I made to the front of the house before being tackled to my knees. Watching helplessly as they pulled Taylor’s lifeless body from the house. I felt tears run down my cheek, my friend was dead. I sat in the sand while cops talked to me.







I couldn’t hear them, the outside world was shut down and only the image of my friend remained. Until I saw her face, until I saw Josie’s face. Looking up snapping back realizing it was night. “Chris” I heard her say. Her face worried and her eyes puffy from crying. The others came around her, I felt Gabe and Chad lift me up.
Waking up in my bed on my side sitting up slowly my head throbbing. Seeing Gabe sit across from me in a chair his face cold. His eyes fixed on me, we sat in silence for what seems like hours till he spoke “Some one killed her” his voice distant. Sitting on the edge of my bed realizing she was really gone. Remembering what my father had said as I looked at Gabe. Was he turning to stone, did losing Taylor change his heart? I questioned this as I studied him.
His eyes dark and almost soulless “they questioned me … God Damn it!…they accused me! ….they try to say I did … Did that …That to her!” his voice getting louder. I felt his anger rising as if the air was heating up around him. “I know you Gabe …I know you… loved her” leaving a bad taste in my mouth as I uttered to words looking over at him as his eyes softened feeling the air cool along with his temper. “they will be coming to you soon as well” I nodded “ checking the people closest to her…how is Mr. Grey taking this?” a chill went down my spine as I said his name.
Gabe sighed “Not well as he shouldn’t… they were trying to pin something on me and he came down to station with your father and mayor and chewed them a new asshole…lucky for them… I was about to smash their heads in” I felt myself smile. Thinking of the local cop being smashed by Gabe. he got up and walked out leaving me with my thoughts.
As I turned on the shower head feeling it beam down on me I saw Taylor laying on the floor of the house blood leaking from her throat her lips barley parted her head tilted back looking straight at me. I threw up on my self. Bending over choking up spit the hot water rushing over me as cleaned my self up. I tried not to think of her like that. Her eyes haunting me.

As I walked down those stairs to find all my friends gathered…every one dressed in black. At the church people from all around came to morn her. Those who never set eyes on her sat in pews crying, like it was their sister who died. I watch a town full of liars fake their way thru the service. I knot formed in the pit of my stomach. It twisted and buckled as the lies got bigger and the tears got faker.
By the time we reached her plot I was ready to hurl. My knees weak as the knot grew the only thing holding me up was my will. And as soon as I was left alone standing at her hand stone I collapsed. The contents of my stomach laid on the ground as I slowly gained focus. Standing up to feel arms around my waist, “ Joe this isn’t” I paused with fear as I looked down at the cold arms. Turning slowly to see Taylor looking back at me. My heart pounded in my chest as I feel backwards onto her tomb stone. Feeling the cold marble in my grip.





She walked towards me , her long dark hair pulled back into a long ponytail her he eyes dark with thick make up. She was dead… her eyes glazed over her lips swollen and cracked. Dried blood around her throat and wrist. I was frozen with fear and panic as she leaned down and touched my face. “It’s just me” she whispered her nails gliding along the side of my cheek. I parted my lips to speak but she was gone. I could still feel her hands on my face as Josie ran up to me and hugged me tightly. Burring her face in my chest. I was still in shock and confused about what I had saw. But I wasn’t going to let them think I had completely cracked.
Kissing the top of Josie hair “I can’t believe some one…” tears soaked my dress shirt as she looked up at up. Her eyes wide with her make up running down her cheeks. It kind of turned me on to see her so sad and pathetic. I stroked her hair to calm her down as she gripped hold of me tighter. I could feel my self hardening watch the tears run down her face making little streams of black lined down her face. I touched her pouty lips. “I know Joe-Joe …we have to be strong” I just said words. Things that sounded good in my head.
Moving my hands to the side of her face “they will find who did this…” I had no faith in the local cops and I doubt Mr. Grey did as well. “take me home Chris…” I sighed and walked with her to my car looking around “what about the others…” I asked softly. she shook her head “Gabe went to the beach …Chad and my brother are at his house drinking” I nodded as open the car door for her. Trying to hide my hard on from her… knowing it wasn’t the right time.


Josie and her brother lived a little outside of town, she lived back into some woods the trial to her house was long. As we pulled up to her house which faced the beach. Both sides of the manner coved in trees. Walking inside was like walking into a cold tomb marble everywhere and clear glass tables. Every thing was impersonal and unwelcoming.
At least my house was home… her’ s was just a shell. as I fallowed her up to her room seeing all the fake happy family photos hanging on the walls. Knowing about her parents I had to ask “when was the last time they were here Joe?” she sighed as we reached her room I could feel she was uncomfortable with the question“ its been six months” her voice was flat so I let it go. she pushed her door open throwing her shoes in the corner she sat on her bed looking around her room she had posters of horror movies and some famous guys her walls were dark purple . Her carpet was black and shagged ….
I woke in the dead of night Joe slept soundly next to me her angelic face in the moonlight. I pulled back the heavy covers standing up looking around. Hearing a bumbling sound down stairs I pulled on boxers and went out to check. Walking down the stairs slowly I kept seeing flashes of a figure in the shadows. My heart stop when I remembered seeing Taylor in the grave yard.
I hear her voice “don’t worry It’s just me…” she flickered like an slide show moving around. I closed my eyes tight telling my self she wasn’t real. But she was inside my head “ of coures I ‘m real” feeling her hands on me once more. I kept my eyes closed feeling her cracked dead lips on my ear “ you know I loved you as much as I love Gabe…I wanted you” her cold chest pressed against mine.
Clinching my eyes closed tighter feeling her hands wonder down to the top of my boxers. I couldn’t breath as her hands slipped inside. Feeling her clammy hands on me. feeling my self grow in her hands. Gasping as I open my eyes as she whispered in my ear.
I woke up sweating sitting straight up breathing heavy. Josie woke and leaned on my arm not knowing what I had just dreamt about . pulling her close to me when we heard a crash. Running down the stairs Josie behind me holding onto my shoulders as we walked hiding behind me as got to the main floor. Grabbing a bat and yell “who’s fucking there…don’t be a fucking idiot” walking slowly out as I saw Chad and Jay on the floor laughing. Sighing handing her the bat “ its just your brother and Chad” she peeked out and stomped her foot. “not fucking funny …I thought..” her voice trailed off I hadn’t realized she had a reason to be scared… That what had happen to Taylor had effected her more than I thought. She looked up at me and grabbed my arm.
They looked up at us “ hey…(pointing drunkenly at me) why is Pratt here?” jay asked realizing I washalf naked and Josie was wearing my shirt. He stumbled as he stood up “ what are you doing with my sister Pratt?” he was almost yelling. I glared at him “nothing you wouldn’t let Chad do” flexing my chest as Josie frantically pulling my arm to go upstairs with her . Chad sat on the floor looking at his hand. Jay walking up to me “what the fuck Pratt?” shoving me back feebly “ that’s my little sister! Your Fucking MY sister!” I held back from hitting him gritting my teeth . “Chad Has…What’s your problem with Me?” Chad looked up like a innocent child “ I was her first ” he said softly Jay turned on him and kicked him hard on the side of his leg.
Jay suddenly turned with force to punch me but Josie watching him had pulled me back. The blow instead impact her… hitting her in the side of her head knock her over. My arms gripped her before she fell. Her eyes were open she looked like she was in shock. holding her close “Joe-Joe” I whispered softly she looked at me “you ok Joe?” she nodded slowly. Jay trying to get closer “Josie …I’m” I pushed him back “ What!” getting more aggressive “What! Huh what Jay!”… he glared at me before storming out and driving off. Leaving Chad on the floor. “You ok Joe?” he asked softly who was standing on her own against the wall “I’m fine ….just a little dizzy” she held the side of her head. I moved closer to her …looking down at Josie realizing I had for the first time I had feelings for another ….and not just any one I had true feelings for Josie.
The next day was dark and stormy I drove back to my house rain beating against my wind shield . My mind raced of the events of last night. The haunting visions of Taylor, if I thought about it too long I felt my mind starting to peel away into broken pieces…switching to the incident with Jay and consciences of theses actions…and my feelings for Josie which disturbed me the most …had I finally began to understand the idea of love or was it merely an attachment looking for something real…when everything around me was cracking and fading …even my sanity seemed to be slipping away.
As stepped inside my house around six. My mother and father sitting on the couch his arm around her shoulders…her head resting on his chest.


For a second I thought I might have been at the wrong house. I closed the door loudly behind me and walked in. their eyes locked onto me as I entered . We existed in silence until my mother spoke “where have you been?” a motherly question which was unlike her. “Jay and Josie’s” throwing my coat on a arm chair. My father standing up slowly “and what were you doing there?” she asked her hands still clingy to him as he pulled away.
“I was just there….Why the sudden interest in my activities?” lifting a brow as I sat down. My father leaning against the fire place looking at the ground…I assume lost in thought. “you’re my son…I have a” I sighed loudly leaning forward “your gone most of the time…I got accustomed to our agreement …you stay out my life …I stay out of yours” my eye darting from my father to her as she shifted on the couch “things are different now…I mean…” her eyes moving from me to my father …“you mean what?…Taylor’s death…the cops are on it so are Gabe and Mr. Grey” my father pushing off the fire place “that’s not what she mean’s Christopher” my eyes widen I had never been called by my whole name …ever! “it’s just that …I want you safe” she slowly stood up moving over to me wearing a tight little low cut black dress…kneeling be fore me ..looking up “you are my only son…I just want you safe …” her soft hand on my face.
I pulled back I felt like I had been thrown into the twilight zone. My mother for the 1st time since the death of her best friend was being motherly and kind. “what aren’t you telling me? I whispered my eyes locked on my father… “Taylor was raped repeatedly and cut almost into pieces” he said bluntly. My eyes wide “Taylor…” I whispered. I turned to look down at my mother …her large breasts pressing against the fabric of her dress … heaving slightly with her breathing. She reminded me of a girl…a selfish lost girl.
My father grabbed his coat and headed for the door …my mother rushed after him. “where…’ he turned to face her “he is home now and I have other things to do” his voice cold. As her finger tips clinging to the seem of his dress shirt “ but…I thought” I closed my eyes it took me make back when I was six.
My mother all dressed up her long hair pined up her eyes heavy with make up… my father walking to the door ignoring her as she yelled and pleaded grabbing at his arm holding it tight…him pushing her away as he closed the door her sliding down onto her knees crying still begging for him to stay…
When I open my eyes my mother was sobbing in the kitchen on the floor with a vodka bottle in her hand …make up running down her cheeks. I stood in front of her …I usually judged her or said something smart to degrade her more…but I didn’t have the heart I was going soft “mom’ I whispered pulling her up . Her body close against me “he…he hates me” she sobbed into my chest her hands gripping my shirt tightly. I sighed as I held her “ He doesn’t hate you …he just misses the old you…the real you” I felt the heat from her body warm me as I rubbed her back. she pressed her lips against my chest looking up at me. “he wants the girl he married before Mia died” kissing the top of her head.




It was the closet I had ever been to my mother…she buried her head in my chest “I miss her so much” she cried. Her tears soaking my shirt as my hands ran down to her lower back . “I know” I whispered holding her tighter. And before I knew it her lips were pressed against mine. The taste of Warm salty tears and cheep make up lingered as she pulled away. “ you are so much like your father …so handsome” she said softly her lips inches away from mine. I was still in shock as she pulled out of my arms and leaned on the counter. “ I am sorry about Taylor I know you two were close” I watched her hand move to her mouth pressing her fingertips lightly. “we weren’t fucking” grabbing the vodka bottle off the floor. She tilted her head “ I thought…” I shook my head “She was always Gabe’s” pouring me a shot pulling the glass to my lips.
“the who…are you with?” I chugged the shot slamming down the glass “Josie…I’m fucking Josie…” her eyes widened “Chris…she’s” I lifted my hand “ she’s not a baby…or a little girl…besides it just sex” my mom laughed softly “ you definitely your fathers son” lifting a brow. “meaning?” she moved closer her hands running up her chest “your father was much like you …jaded and cold…that’s what attracted me to him…but I changed him… I made him care about something.” with that she turned to the stairs “All men have a heart weather its small like yours and your fathers…or big like Harry and Gabe’s” she stubbled a little as she made her way up.



I watched her go licking my lips, some part of me wanted to follower. Instead I went out to my car and drove to the old beach house and sat on the porch watching the giant waves crash into the sand. I sat there for house until I saw her …she came at me fast pushing back laying on top of me her lips on my ear “naughty boy” as she moved to my lips licking them. It was Taylor again …her hand running down my chest and into my pants. I laid there frozen as her cold body pressed closer to mine. Straddling me sliding me insider …she felt like I always imagined tight and warm.
I woke up as light peeked thru the clouds…as I sat up my pants were unzipped. Tucking my self back in and walking to my car. As the rain still poured down making the sand soggy and thick. Sliding into my car my cell rang…on the other end was my father “yeah…what” not in the mood for more family time “it’s…it’s your mother…”his voice sounded heavy. Gripping the wheel tighter “what…?” he stopped me “She’s…They…please don’t come home” his voice almost pleading. I started my car and sped home unable to resist despite my father warning.
Pulling onto the road seeing cop cars and ambulance as cops stopped me before I reach the house “sorry kid this” before he could finish Gabe came running to car ’this is his house …let him go” I could see in his eyes. I climbed out my heart racing “No!” I yelled as I ran up to the house Gabe following behind me as I busted thru the door walking to the kitchen slowly “MOM!…MOM!” I called out knowing I wouldn’t hear her voice as I saw the blood all over the counter and floor her naked body twisted… her eyes open and looking up at me. I gritted my teeth as anger washed over me.
Gabe grabbed my shoulders as he closed his eyes unable to look at carnage. “lets get out of here man” as he pulled me away. A tall cop stopped us in the living room glaring at me “you’re the son right…Chris Pratt …I have a few questions” I wanted to punch him but Gabe gripped my shoulder “where were you last night?” grinding my teeth cinching my fists “I was out”…“did notice anything strange before you left and is there” Mr. Grey walked up behind the cop “ I hope your not implying this boy did this are you” … “I’,” he put his hands on the cops shoulders “this isn’t the time” the cop nodded and walked away talking under his breath. I pushed my way back to my car driving off with out a word to Gabe.
Parked in front of Josie’s house I was so angry …why did I leave the house…leave her alone knowing she was drunk…”you Know why” I felt Taylor’s hand on my face as she laughed “ But I won‘t tell” whispering softly as she climbed into my lap. Wearing a mini skirt and tight tank top I couldn’t help but look down . “ My poor little Pratt…Let me make you feel better” she licked my ear slowly. My arms tight around her pulling her in. giving in to my obvious delusions.
Before I could kiss her Josie had come out standing at her door. I opened the door letting Taylor fall and kiss my seat. I walked up the path as Josie ran out and jumped on me holding me tight. It was a few moments before I wrapped my arms around her. She kissed my cheek and pulled me inside. We sat in her bed her arms around my chest. “I am sorry” she whispered I put my arm around her. Feeling myself melt with her letting my guard down “its my fault…I left her alone”

She looked up at me touching my face softly “you couldn’t have known” she pushed off my chest looking into my eyes “you can not blame your self …” kissed her hard pulling her onto my lap …she kissed back leaning back pulling me on top of her spreading her legs slowly as I got between them. My hands pushing into the bed as our kiss deepens …
When we finished and laying back on the bed. Her head on my chest as she lightly touched me, I looked up from Josie and saw her again sitting at the end of the bed. This time her long hair was pined up with long stands of hair on each side of her face. In a low cut tight lacy black tank top and low riding bell bottoms. She leaned against the bed post. Her eyes locked with me. Joe-Joe had fallen asleep…her nipples pressed against my chest.
“aren’t you two a sight…” I sighed closing my eyes but she was still there. Opening my eyes as I watched small amounts of blood leak from her throat and blood seeping thru her jeans. I slowly pulled out from under Josie walking in to the bath room and locking door. And there Taylor stood in front of me. “What’s wrong Don’t you like me any more… or was I just a hit and quit it?” I stumbled back against the door “this can’t be happing” I whispered. She laughed evilly “oh its happing love” she moved closer he finger tips touching my bare chest. “I’m not some delusion your stuck with…it’s really me” I gulped “you…you seem …different” she smiled big her lips curling up showing her teeth “well Pratt I am very much dead…being dead changes you” a chill went down my spine. “oh relax only zombie’s eat brains” I tilted my head.


But before I could ask there was a bang on the door. Turning quickly swing the door open Chad stood there shaking his face completely pale. “what…what’s wrong” he shook his head over and over ’ I didn’t do …I didn’t do it…” I grabbed his shoulders “didn’t do what?” he wasn’t making sense. “Pratt… Oh God. ..Oh Dear God!” Josie ran out in a tank top and panties. “what’s happing?” wrapping her arms around her self Chad turned and shook his head “he…he’s dead” I turned Chad around “Who is Dead!” a knot forming in the pit of stomach “Jay! Jay is Dead…Oh God Joe!…Joe I’m so Sorry!” Josie’s face went blank and cold. I rushed over to her as he knees gave way. She threw up in front of her.
The door bell rang along with pounding at the door. Hearing sirens in the back ground as Chad made a dash for the back. Hearing the door breaking and falling away as men with guns rushed in. holding Josie tight as her body convulsed. Seeing Taylor lean against the wall across from me. Before anyone was questioned or arrested My dad and Mr. Grey showed up. While they were all arguing I slipped over to Josie who was still sitting on the floor. Kneeling in front of her touching her face. I finally felt it…like lightening striking…in that moment everything I was …belonged to her. Her big pretty eyes looking up at me as stroked her face.
I touched her hair softly holding her close whispering softly as i kissed the top of her head “I am Truly sorry” I felt her arms stretched around my chest holding me tight. Mr. Grey walked up looking down at us with his hands in his pockets…”take her upstairs We got this….”I nodded as I picked up Josie carrying into her room.
She got into bed slowly “Chris…Please don’t leave me alone” her voice begging me. I felt like crying watching her lay there “I have to find Chad and find out what is going on” kissing her hand I could hear Taylor laughing “so its finally happen for my little birdie” she tease I didn’t look at her I couldn’t I pushed up off the bed “go to sleep Joe- Joe “ I walked out of the room my fist clinched as I storm down stairs Gabe rushed up to me. “let’s go…” following behind him out his truck “where would Chad go?” Gabe looks at me “well that’s easy the beach ..maybe that cove him and Josie use to go to…” Gabe shakes his head “the woods…his dad’s cabin” I sigh “lets split up you take beach I take the woods…I’ll take my bike” we pull into my house jumping out of the truck rushing up uncovering my Kawasaki hopping on driving in the other direction I felt arms around me as I rode.
I rode for an hour in silence until hitting the deep woods that surrounded our town .the tress just a blur as I rode deeper inching nearer to Chad’s father cabin…I was sure the cops hadn’t thought to think of it .not yet anyhow
“not now…not now Taylor “ I yell out “Aww come on stud your not the one woman type” grinding my teeth “just leave me alone!….why wont you leave me alone!?” I felt her laugh “because you’re the key …” I turned to look at her and blacked out waking up on the side of the rode my bike on its side. Getting up slowly stumbling into the woods my legs numb under me. My feet shuffling thru the cold dried leaves. Her voice still lingering into my ear. Unable to take anymore turning in rage to face my demon. Her full lips curling wickedly into a smile.


Her long dark hair down her eyes dark and makeup running down her face blood leaking out of her mouth and throat. A sharp pain hitting my chest “Why!…Why am I the Key?” breathing harder my voice breaking the calmness of the forest “The Fucking Key to What?” she walked slowly closer her image shaking as she stood in front of me. Falling to my knees breathless feeling my head hit the cold wet ground hard her eyes burning into me as everything went dark……
Waking up on my sofa the lights dim around I could hear my mothers voice in the back ground. She stumbled down the stairs as Mr. Grey headed for the door. “You shouldn’t drink before noon…make’s you overly needy ” his hand on the door knob looking at me in that moment I realized when I was. I was ten again … I felt Taylor’s hands on my shoulders her lips pressing softly against my ear. “Remember this Chris…Remember my father …how many times did he visit her to “Help” her huh…How many times did you walk in seeing his hands sliding over her…his best friends ex wife” I swallowing hard my eyes still looked Harry’s.
“Your mother was a drunken whore…my fathers whore” I closed my eyes tightly clinching my teeth feeling my jaw tighten. I felt the world spinning and swirling around me. When I finally had the courage to open my eyes again I was sitting in the beach house candles all round every one sitting down in circle with two bottle of gin passing it around. Taylor sitting next to me and Josie next Chad.


“remember this night love” sighing deeply “please …please make this stop” feeling the memory of Taylor touch my leg and smile. Tears filling my eyes. “not this night” I whisper hearing the rain start to fall hard out side slowly leaking into the house. Watching every one run out laughing as they dance in the rain. Shifting out in the rain “You know what’s next” she warmed her dead arms around me her cold body pressed against me my back. “No” the wind being knocked out of me as I stood outside my door. This memory clear in mind as I pushed the door open …this being only two years ago as I walk into my house all the lights off. Walking up stairs slowly looking at the floor under my feet. The air around me cold and uninviting as I reached my room hearing water running up in my moms room.
The hard wood against my finger tips as gently nudge the door open stepping. every bone in my body wanted to lock in place. She was in control and pushed me forward wanting to me relive my private hell. Seeing my mother on the floor in her own vomit dying of alcohol posing. Watching my self running to her hold her up shaking her my hands shaking pulling out cell calling my dad having him hang up on. Yelling out starting to cry as I call Mr. Grey begging him to save her. Hold her head stroking her hair helping her breath. Not caring the water is overflowing in the bath tub.





“how sad and pathetic your mother is …but you fall for those kind of girls don’t you baby” my fits throbbed as forced me down …falling on a asphalt looking around seeing I was back in town my car parked in front of a local bar. Standing in front of my car as I hear Josie scream out. Turning my head seeing a large man pin her against a wall his hands on her hips trying to lift her skirt. “Why! Why do you do this to me!” I watched as Joe-Joe start to cry.
Feeling my self punch the guy hard in the face breaking his jaw as Josie fell on the concrete looking up breathing hard kicking the guy in the side over and over grabbing him by the hair slamming his head against the ground feeling Gabe behind me pulling me off him “He’s down man…He’s down” Jay running up Josie with Chad helping her up her face bruised and her lip busted.
“Sad thing is you liked seeing her like that didn’t you Chris” Taylor laughing as she stood beside me. “too bad she was Chad’s plaything…lets go back and see how truly sad and insignificant she really is” with that we at an old play ground I was 13 and Josie 11 she sat on the swings crying. Walking slowly over to her looking down at her. her face busted up wearing a black and white hoodie and shorts. Her hood pulled over her head. “Who did that to you?” I asked softly kneeling down looking up at her.
Turning away from me “It’s nothing …I’m fine” my hands on your jaw forcing her head back to face me “Who did that ?” warm salty tears running down her cheeks and over my fingers. ”You can’t tell …swear Pratt” her eyes locking with mine. “I swear”

feeling her lip quiver and shake “my…my dad…he got mad…I was bothering jay and made him spill dad’s drink” her eyes looking down as I pulled my hands away “your dad…hits you?” she nodded slowly “jay too” felt the heat of anger fill me “what about your mom doesn’t she…” Josie starting balling “He…he hurts her …” standing up holding her close.
“she is just so well so Broken isn’t she” feeling Taylor pulling me from my memory “Stop!…She was a little girl! Her father was and still is a monster!” I began feeling a deep hatred for her. “you hated all of them didn’t you …how sad they all were” turning to face her “Jay was always drunk drowning his memories of his childhood…just like your pathetic mother” flexing my chest standing straight “And you…What were you…you were the first to die Princess” she pushed away from me her eyes like fire “You tell ME!” …”I didn’t kill you!.. You were my best friend I DIDN’T KILL YOU!” I screamed at the top of lugs collapsing to the ground. Taylor was gone and I was back in the woods half a yard away from my bike.
Looking back hearing leaves rustle feeling a chill run down my spine. I rain away from my bike looking all around the tall tress loomed over me as I spun. “Hello!” calling out feeling my heart race. Backing up into a large tree.





Gripping it tightly my eyes wide as I heard a earth shattering howl. Sliding down covering my mouth hearing heavy breathing. Could it be a bear…but it sounded bigger. It moved along pass me looking out. As my blood ran cold seeing a Diawolf …a large super wolf that hasn’t existed it thousands of years.
Waiting for it pass running back for my bike pushing it down thr rode as I started it. Riding to up to Chad’s dad cabin throwing my bike down as I pushed the door open looking around. It was more like small manor in the middle of nowhere. We spent holidays here…just group we do the tree up big and swap gifts and watch Christmas specials. My best memories were in this house. “Chad?” looking around it didn’t looked lived in last years decorations still up. Turning to check the fire place …it was lit and recently. The wood pile high, looking around “Chad ..it’s just me” putting my hands up.
Chad stepped out holding a revolver “Don’t move Pratt!” taking a deep breath “I’m not I’m just standing here” he stepped into the room more looking around the gun still pointed at me his hand cocking it to the side. “Any one..” shaking my head “I’m alone…I promise” his eyes moved back to me. “What are you doing here?” talking softly keeping my eye on his trigger finger “I just wanted to make sure you were alright” Chad’s arm began to tremble “NO …Pratt I’m not fucking alright…MY best Friend is Fucking Dead…I’m Pretty Fucking Far From OK!” watching him shake the gun barrel at me as he spoke.
“I Know Shit is really crazy ok But just put the gun down” Chad’s face went red “you’d like wouldn’t Pratt…you’d love for me to put down the gun so you can grab it and kill me” stepping back “I’m not going to kill you or call the cops…I didn’t hurt anybody just like you didn’t”
“you fought with jay …your wanted him out the way so you could fuck Josie! and you wanted Taylor, you wanted her all to your self, and she turned you down so you raped her and killed her…and every one knows you hated your mom…what a slut she was!”….
“Fuck you Chad…I fucking loved my mother …yes she was broken and pathetic but she was still my mom! And Taylor god she was my best friend…I couldn’t of hurt her even if I really wanted to. I couldn’t do that to Gabe.” breathing harder staring him down “and jay?” he asked moving closer “jay may have been an ass hole but he was my friend and Josie’s brother…its like saying you’d kill Gabe”
I could see the thoughts in his head working thru them trying to regain control as he lowered his gun. “you…you believe I didn’t do it?” I nodded putting my arms down. “you let jay stay with you when he’s dad was in town…you loved his sister…I know you Chad your not a killer” he sighed uncocking his gun throwing it on the sofa “And you’d never hurt Taylor let alone your own mother” he sat down slowly leaning forward resting his elbows on his legs looking up at me defeated. “you know Pratt…I never thought you’d be the one to …to be here for me” I sat down in the chair across from him looking at him “ non of us thought something like this would ever happen” he leaned back folding his arms watching the fire. “Their really dead…” leaning in closer “seems like its all not real” he nodded in agreement “like a bad dream we can’t wake from” he turned and looked at me.


“What now Pratt?” I sighed “they don’t know you’re here…I’ll try to keep it that way” knowing it would be easy giving the cop misinformation. “so I stay here…hide out?” I nod slowly “best bet…I’ll go back to town get what you need when I can but..” he leaned back looking me over “But you have to find the killer” I stood up slowly looking at him. “yes…who knows who’s next and with you here safe from the cops should make it easier” I turned and headed out the door. Jumping back on back and into town.
Meeting Gabe at the beach, seeing him sit on his truck throwing rocks out into the ocean. ”I didn’t find him…any luck?” looking at the water leaning against my bike “no…it was empty …do you really think Chad could hurt anyone?” lifting a brow looking over at him watching him sigh throwing another rock hard. “No…I don’t I think its any one we know…because no one we know could do these things” never knowing Gabe had so much faith in the human condition.
The moon hung over us reflecting on to the water. It was peaceful and calm and in that moment I forgotten about my pain about everything enchanted by the ocean in front of me. We sat out there until the sun rose and slowly made our way back. We sat in front of my house I had summon all my courage and all strength to step out of the truck. Gabe walked in first looking around.





My house smelled of blood and alcohol. I rushed to open the windows feeling the cold breeze breath life and fresh air. We sat on the sofa my hands shook as I folded my arms. “I know…Know about you and Josie” he said softly looking straight ahead I leaned back “and?” he turned to look at me “and…I just hope you know it’s not easy Pratt …me…me and Taylor made it look that way but ..there is so much you lose ….you were the best of us…smart clear headed before all this…Chris you were the one out of all us that was going to be free of other peoples expectations …” my eyes fixed on my fire place I couldn’t describes my feeling my head was numb and my heart was heavily burden. The fact that Gabe had admitted his envy it was bitter sweet moment.
“all I am saying is that …I don’t want your wings to clipped , like Taylor clipped mine…she stole my heart took my heart I’m a shell of person because the only thing I truly loved in this world was taken from me…there I s no replacement for I have lost …I feel the big black hole eating me alive every day I have tot wake up and breath with out her here… some …some nights I swear I hear her voice singing to me like she would after we’d fuck she curl up and rest her head on my chest. And sing to me ….and some fucking random fucker stole that from me…I will never be the same Chris….but you …you could come out of this unharmed untouched like always …let her go she’s damaged too , so was your …” his voice trailing off.




I turned and looked “my” it all became clear jumping up running into the kitchen braking the caution tape “that’s it …that’s it…no one would know that my mother was back expect two people and they loved her too much to hurt her….but what if they were looking for me and instead…” Gabe getting up following behind me “instead found your intoxicated mother and used her to send a message” my eyes widened my heart racing as I clinched my fist. “but…but who would do this?” he asked looking down at the empty bloody floor.
“we have clue…some one wants us all dead…my mother was accident …lets go from there” stepping back walking back to the door. “so some one want us dead…Josie would be next right” he looked at me I took a deep breath as I swung it open running to his truck heard his feet following fast behind me. Sliding in the drivers seat of his f 3-50. I drove fast not caring if cops saw me fly down the road I made a hard stop in front of her house I have never ran so fast as I did to her door. I pounded on it till it gave way.
The house was dark and cold, we called her name. our voice echoed through out the house. I froze seeing Taylor in front of the stairs. Her now evil eyes locked on mine. Gabe pushed past me running up the stairs “Joe…Joe …” I knew in that moment when I saw here he wouldn’t find Josie in this house…she was gone , I felt it in the air I felt in that smile. And she had begged me to stay…begged me not leave her. Gabe ran through Taylor’s image he looked down at me his face grim.



“she’s…She’s gone” he whispered . My heart stopped she had waited for this moment waited to take the one thing I truly loved. It had to be her…who else was it. He pulled me out of the house I feel to knees trying to breath. Trying to thick clearly but everything was red. My heart filled with rage. And in that moment I knew where we had to go.
To where everything started …the beach house. Gabe was on the same mind track. And I don’t remember climbing into the truck or even how long it took to get the beach. I felt my feet sinking into the sand pushing my self forward. I could see faded images of Taylor with every step.
But she didn’t look evil of villainous any more. She…she looked sad.
We reached the house slowly stepping into the house hearing the boards creek beneath our feet. The smelled of mold and blood. The floors stained with Taylor’s blood. Gabe held out his phone to light the way. We crept into the house slowly. Making my way to the back hallway. The house was empty. I leaned against the rotten old wall of the back bedroom. Taking a giant big breath. The graphic image I expected was not here. Was this a good thing? I asked my self. Not finding Joe-Joe’s twisted mutilated corps …But she was still missing. Gabe made his way back to me. “There’s no sigh of any one….” he looked around him slowly taking in every detail. “no one’s been here since …..” I sighed “Since our friend was brutally beaten…raped…and cut up?” his face twitched as rage filled his eyes. “I’m…I’m sorry Gabe….I was…Stupid to say that it’s just I feel like were going in circles…with Chad” I stopped myself realizing I hadn’t told him I had our best friend stashed away safe. “With Chad….Where?” his voice boomed. Made me jump a little “At his parents cabin….You said it your self…it couldn’t be one of us…” he punched thru the wall hard. He pulled his fist out covered in plaster and dust. “Why!” he turned to face me slowly, “why wouldn’t you tell me he was at least safe?” stepping to me “your self centered Asshole…” I pressed my self against the wall more “Because her asked me not to” I lied….and he believed me. With out a word he backed off . Pushed he’s way back out onto the beach. Listening to the waves crash into the sand hard. The breeze hitting him hard. I stood on the porch, unable to speak. There was nothing more I could say…Nothing more I could do except catch the killer…even if at this point I was going to catch myself. That thought echoed thru my head. What if I was the killer? What if Taylor was right….When I was in the woods was I really out stealing Joe -Joe from her bed? I felt sick. The smell of blood and cum filled my nose. I covered my mouth and knelt down lowering my head.
Gabe slowly turned and looked at me. Something in his eyes had told me he had nothing left to lose. We could sirens in the distance, it was silent ride chasing down fire truck. It stopped in front of Gabe’s house. We exchanged confused looks as he sprang form his truck running faster than he has every moved on any field as if all the answers laid inside his burning home. I stayed in truck, watching the flames dance and engulf his house.
He just stood there no emotion in his face. Taylor sat beside me I could feel the cold on my lips. “I’ll stop…once you fucking admit what you did to me” she whispered softly in my ear. Gripping my jaw and forcing me to face her. Her eyes glazed and dulled, her lips purple and cracked.
In that moment everything fell away, reality spinning around me as a giant knot twisted inside of me. I could see her standing on the beach yelling at me. I felt sick as I pulled and stumbled out of the truck. I run to cliff looking down as I remember:

“I love the beach” Taylor whisper looking out at the ocean. I move up beside her “yeah….”I sit down slowly leaning back. She looks down at me “You know…your acting odd today” I sigh and close my eyes. “I fucked Joe” she sigh “really you fucked Joe?” she steps closer to the shore. “Yes…what Chad can…but god forbid I do something ”I say under my breath she turns sharply “No but your suppose to be better than them….God damn it Chris” she looks at me as I stand up “No…fuck you… you always judge me for what I do…If you really cared you wouldn’t have chosen Gabe over me” she looks at me shocked .
“That’s not fucking fair!” she yells backing up more breathing harder. “Yeah it is Taylor…you judge me and everything I do, if you ever cared…it would be my baby ..not Gabe’s” I turn around and walk back to the car she stands there. “your going to ruin her” she calls out “Like every one else your going to ruin her, and her life and she’ll just be another whore to you like you fucking mother ”I get pissed and turn around slapping her hard feeling the sting in my hand as her face heats up as I grab her throat “don’t….you don’t fucking get to talk ….your fucking mothers death is the reason she’s like how she is” I look seeing her eyes widen with fear as I let her go pushing her back into the sand “don’t….ever come over again.. we are done ”I turn my back on her leaving her alone….I left her bruised but alive that night.
I look out over the cliff watching the waves crash into to the rocks. “I didn’t kill you…but…I mine as well have” I whisper Gabe walking up behind me. “I was with her that night….I …we fought over something stupid and I blame myself Gabe” I turn slowly looking at him. “when…were you going to tell me she was pregnant?” He says softly looking thru me. I take deep breath. “I wasn’t going to tell you ..she was”. the awkward silence was killing me. “The deceive just called…and asked if I knew…says it give me motive…”I look at him closely “But ..If I had known…I would have never left her side for a second.” I start walking past him he grabs my arm tightly “I wouldn’t have left her alone…but you knew and you were her friend and you left her alone “ we move close to edge. I punched Gabe hard hurting my hand and his jaw as he stumbles back. I bend over catching my breath. I feel the cold numbness slide into me. Piercing my flesh and digging deeper into me. I let out a airless gasp falling on my knees as I see shoes . As I look up every thing is out of focus.
Time passes as I wake up in a …Chad’s parents cabin tied t chair with a stab wound on my side. Sitting across from me is Chad beaten and bloody. I look around for Gabe and see him passed out in the corner. My I squirm pushing against the ropes. Chad looking weak whispers “are you ok? ”I look at him ... The knife room not as painful as I thought. “Gabe…Get up! ”I yell at him he’s not bound . I could break the weak chair if I fell back hard enough. I leaned forward and them back a few times. After the sixth time I fall abck and the chair cracks and breaks as I free my self untying my feet. I get up limping holding my side as I untie Chad slowly and moving over to Gabe “Dude…come on get up… “ But I hear a loud scream and whimpering Cahd grabs my arm “That’s” and nod both of us pciking up pieces of wood headingd own the hall up tp the grand stair case. Tiem seemed to slow down as we ran Chad if on the edge of passing out fought and out of sheer will pushed forward. We reached the landing as we heard her crying. We stood out side the door looking at each other. There was a unspoken understanding. No matter how we felt we both loved joe….we both were going to risk out lives.
We slammed our bodies into the door breaking it down as I looked up and saw Mr. Grey on top of Josie. She cried hard half naked pressing her self into the bed hiding her face in a pillow. My jaw tightened as I charged at him but he pulled out of her dodging me as he rolled off the bed pulling up his pants. Chad breathed hard looking at him grabbing the gun off of the table aiming it at him. “You!” was all he could utter. I cover up Josie and grab her she hold son to me tightly as Chad shots Mr. Grey point blank. I hear another shot come from another gun. I turn and see my dad shooting Chad in the leg, My hear sinks as He looks at me. “Put her down Chris ”I hold her tighter as she whimpers. “No….you….you did this ”My jaw tight filling with a rage. Knowing I am squeezing Joe to tightly. ”I didn’t start this….Okay Your fucking mother did …fucking every guy like the whore she was.” I glare at him “What the fuck you made her that way!….What does that have to do with killing my friends! ”I my face hot. He looks at me and sighs “your mother has been fucking them…”I narrow my eyes “And Taylor?” he smirks “I didn’t touch the bitch…too much like her mother” I lets Joe down slowly pushing her behind me she sits behind me checking on Chad pulling him to her as she trys to wrap up his leg.
“so...you and Mr. Grey” he snubs his nose “Henry…me and Henry watched your mother act like fucking slut for the pass 17 years and I got tired of having to explain my drunkard ex to people….When we heard about poor taylor we used that to kill off your mother. But when you left that night…like the perfect mess she was…your friends came over and fucked her ruined My wife!” I look at him “Your ex…and You ruined her the day you left her ”I yell at him pushig up to the gun “you’re a coward….You and Grey are cowards….Why were you hurting Josie…huh…pretty sure she wasn’t fucking mom!” he smirks “because she heard something she shouldn’t have…and we were going to make it look like your friend here was behind it all” I look at the huddled in the corner.
My heart racing in my chest “That’s not a reason…none of this is a reason to hurt us…”He looks at me “I wish I could re do it for you….I wish things could have ened different for you…I’m your father…you’re my son too” before I can blink he cocks the gun and aims the gun between his teeth and shoots him self. Blowing his head off, his body falling to the ground with a loud thud.
I grab Chad as me and Josie help him limp out as Gabe slowly wakes up and we just sit out side the cabin in silence. It was a hours before the cops rolled up and T.V camera’s all around. We all got into the same ambulance as we got to the hospital everything seemed surreal and distance.
I sat in a waiting chair as doctors took Chad and Josie back into rooms I held my side covering it up. Gabe just being confused with a splitting head ach. “Did. They?” he whispers I shake my head leaning forward my elbows on my knees “No….some one else did…But we Will find out who did this ”I say standing up as the doctor tells I can see Joe.
“Hey ”I whisper leaning against the door frame before closing it and moving beside her sitting down. She looks at me “I …I”I lean over her and kiss her forehead “shhhh…Don’t…You don’t have to ..not right now….just get better” I rub her cheek lightly Taylor was right. I had fallen for her and ruined her life all in same timeline.
Thing slowly went back to normal with a few changes me and Chad and Gabe had become closer. And Josie was my girl friend officially. She even calmed down and stopped flirting all time. We still hunted for clues for Taylor’s killer….but that is another story all together.