Blurred Perfection. 65: Gone.

Hi guys! I went to valleyfair today so I'm posting late! But tomorrow's my last day of school! Here you go:

*JUSTIN'S P.O.V.*

Jazzy came running into my room, she shook my shoulder frantically. And her she was breathing really fast. 

"Justin, he's got (YN)!" she yelled.

I didn't think I heard her right, maybe she was crazy too. I sat up and shook my head, scratching the back of my neck. 

"What?"

"(YN)! He's hurting her!" she yelled.

"Shit." I mumbled.

I jumped out of bed and she followed me, grabbing my hand and staying by my side. I grabbed her in my arms as I exited the room, setting her down in the hall.

"Stay here. Wake up Pattie and dad and tell them to call the police. Don't come downstairs, whatever you do." I whispered. 

I heard cries downstairs and my heart dropped. She ran into my dad's room and I quietly ran down the stairs. My heart beat was racing as I got to the bottom and searched around for where they were.

I turned to my right and I saw him hovering over her body, violently choking her. He turned to see me and took a run for it out the doors. I panicked but my feet took the lead and lead me outside towards him. I ran after him, hot on his heels. Just as I neared him, I jumped on his back and we fell to the ground together.

"You fucking hurt her!" I yelled as I laid over him, punching him with all my strength.

Blood flooded from his mouth and his nose as I punched several times, never stopping. I couldn't stop, it was like I had no power over my own actions. He fought back, but I had just enough more strength to hold him down.

He was near death when I felt my dad grab my fist and pull me away. I'd never done something like that before in my life. My adrenaline was high.

He laid there on my lawn, covered in blood, unable to move. I breathed heavily as my dad held me back. I heard sirens rounding the corner as I stared at his body, lying there in agony. the police came running towards us, all shuffling out of their cars, cuffing him and taking him away. He could barely walk, but I didn't feel bad one bit.

When I came back to reality, I turned and ran for my house, where the police had already been through. I pushed them out of the way and stared at (YN). She was being lifted back on a stretcher and taken out of my house. Again.

My dad and the police held me back as I stood there in pain, watching them take her away. I struggled, trying to get out of their arms. I didn't know if she was even alive. Tears came to my eyes, I couldn't handle the pain I was feeling. The police questioned me and I willingly answered, but my mind was on (YN). Was she alive? Was she okay?

This was her second trip to the hospital in less then a week. I felt more guilty than ever before as I thought back to her words.

When I get killed, don't bother coming around.

I sat on the floor of my living room, trying to get rid of the pain. I felt my mom's hand on my back as she knelt down and sat next to me. She put her arms around me and starting mourning with me. I couldn't help but silently sob as I thought about the things that I had said to her. 

"Mom, I lost her. I didn't believe her and now I've lost her because of it." I cried.

I didn't care if anyone was watching, I sat on the floor and cried with my mom. My body ached and I had cuts and scrapes on my fists. My little sister and brother were shaken up by it and I watched out of blurry eyes as Jazzy talked to my dad. She looked really worried and small as she stared up at him.

"Daddy, where's (YN)?" she asked.

My dad picked her up in his arms and kissed her forehead. He just stared into her eyes for a few seconds, thinking of what to tell a little girl in this situation.

"(YN)… She's safe now."

I watched as he set Jazzy down and she ran to me. I felt her tiny body lean against mine, in little sobs. I held her in one arm, my other around my mom. Jazzy cried and begged to see (YN).

"I just want her Justin." She sobbed.

I squeezed her tight in my arms and her tears soaked into my shirt. No one could comfort her, she just wanted (YN)...

Leave some comments! Sorry for the short chapter.

-Ana.