Daddy Won't Know

Krissy Evans is a good girl. She always has been. Until she is convinced to come to her first end of the year party. Her image soon changes when she is thrown together with Colton Flynn in 7 Minutes In Heaven. The two have never met until the party. But they meet again later in life. As a total surprise to them both, Krissy's dad and Colton's mom are engaged. How will they cope with being step-siblings? Find out in Daddy Won't Know.

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21. All Good Things Come To An End

    The car ride home was silent. I didn't say a word and neither did Colton. He looked as though he was lost in deep thought. I was too scared to ask what was on his mind, as if I didn't want to know.

   I sat in the passengers seat of Colton's truck looking up at the clouds and wondering what I was going to do.

   No, I already knew. I was going to talk to his dad quietly when we got back. I didn't care if he wanted me to go somewhere, I would go.

   I wasn't going to let everyone die just because I didn't want to see him.

   Soon the truck rolled to a stop in our driveway. Colton made no attempt to get out, he just sat there.

   I had no time to just sit here though. I had work to do.

   I pushed open the car door, only to be stopped by someone tuggingtightly on my wrists.

   “Wait,” Colton demanded.

   I sighed and shut the door, sitting back quietly in my seat. I didn't want to look at him in the eye though. I knew he could see right through me.

   “Yes?”I asked softly, still looking down.

   “I need to talk to you. And I need you to understand,” he said.

   I slowly nodded, unsure of where this was going.

   “I'm leaving, Krissy.”

   “What do you mean? Where are we going?”

   “We'renot going anywhere. I'mleaving.”

   Did I hear him right!?

   “Why?”I demanded.

   “He's back, Krissy. I can't be the problem for wrecking people's lives. He's here because of me,” he raised his voice.

   “No,Colton! You leaving will be wrecking everyone's lives. Think of your mom, Brent, my dad....me. We need you,” I explained.

   “I have to go!” he yelled.

   “I won't let you,” I said.

   “Why not, Krissy!? If I'm gone, you can be happy with him out of your life too,” he explained.

   “Because I love you, Colton!” I yelled back.

   Everything went silent. He looked down at his feet, refusing to look at me. His face had no expression. No relief, happiness, fear, sadness, or even love.

   “You can't stop me,” he said strictly. 

   My heart dropped to my stomach.

   I heard a car door slam and Colton was no longer next to me. Tears started to form in my eyes.

   I couldn't believe him. I had poured my heart out to him and told him I loved him, something I was scarred to do, and he completely ignores me!

   Tears were now running down my face uncontrollably. They wouldn't stop. I could feel mascara running down with them but I didn't care at this point.

   My chest was tightening and I was having trouble breathing.

   I violently opened the car door and marched into the house, up to his room to find him packing.

   “I don't believe you,” I demanded.

   “Don't believe what?” Colton asked, not looking up at me.

   “YOU! I don't believe that you'll just walk out on me. Look at me in the eye and tell me that you don't love me!” I ordered.

   A pained expression crossed his face before he looked up at me.

   “I'm sorry, Krissy but I'm leaving. You can't stop my and you can't change my mind,” he said as he zipped up his suitcase and headed for the door.

   I stepped in front of him, blocking his exit. With no warning, I went on my tippy-toes and presses my lips on his.

   I could taste salt water from my tears.

   Coltonpulled away and pushed my aside, trudging down that hall.

   My heart broke all over again.

   He was really leaving.

   I heard the door slam once again downstairs and that's when I dropped to the ground.

   I had never felt so weak. So many emotions were running through me right now. Anger, sadness, love and hate.

   A loud bang made me jump.

   At first I thought of Brent. The last time something startled me in the night, it was him banging on my window. But this wasn't Brent. This was thunder.

   I wandered over to the window only to find it pouring outside. Just my luck.

   I the rain fall out my window. Colton's truck was no longer in the driveway. Instead, there was a back car parked outside that I'd never seen.

   Before I could wonder over it, everything went dark. All I could hear was the loud pour of the rain hitting the roof.

   The storm must have killed the electricity.

   I walked across Colton's room that I was still in, to look for a flash light in his closet. After a long search, I found one.

   It flickered on, pointed at the window. Outside, in the frame of the window, was a face. Not just a face though. Dwayne's face.

   I screamed loudly but I couldn't move. It was as if my feet had actually been glued to the ground.

   He shook his head and held his index finger to his lips with an evil grin.

   I panicked and ran out of the room. Down the hall, I picked up a phone and ran into the kitchen.

   I picked up a knife from the kitchen counter and held it up in defence. With my free hand I tried to dial 911, but then I realized the phone lines had been cut.

   The power shortage had been no accident.

   I crouched down behind the counter and wondered what I was going to do.

   I was praying that Colton had locked the door on his way out. I was too terrified to go and check.

   I was all alone in the house. Alison and Dad had left for my dad's work party and wouldn't be back 'till late. That't why they couldn't make it to my birthday dinner.

   I could hear myself breathing deeply. This couldn't be happening.

   Then the front door made a loud slam again. He's in the house!

   I tried my hardest not whimper or breath loudly as I was already.

   I heard loud footsteps slowly make their way through the front hall.

   This is how I'm going to die.

   The footsteps were getting closer by the second. I could feel my heart starting to speed up.

   I held out the knife just in case. I had never thought I'd actually ever have to use a knife to defend my self, or any weapon at all.

   “Krissy,”his voice trailed along as he called on me.

   “Just come out. I don't want to have to hurt you, but I will,” he said.

   This is exactly why Colton left! He was wrong to leave!

   “I guess your going with the hard way. Fine. I can play at that game,”he explained.

   I heard his voice so close I could tell he was in the room.

   Just as I was about to crawl to a different hiding spot, he came around the side of the corner, looking down at me.

   “There you are,” he said, as he leaned down to grab me.

   “Back off!” I warned with a venomous tone.

   He chuckled and took a hold of my arm.

   I plunged the knife forward, sending it into his leg then pulled it out and ran past him.

   He yelled and swore loudly as he tried to grab me when I passed by.

   “I warned you,” I yelled as I ran off.

   Where was I suppose to run to!?

   “Help! Anyone! I'm being attacked!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

   I hear bullet shots as I ran out of the kitchen.

   Good thing he had bad aim.

   He wasn't far behind me. Unfortunately, even with a wounded leg, he was still pretty fast. I ran to the bathroom. The only room with a lock.

   Before I managed to run in, he tugged on the back of my hair, pulling me back against him.

   He dragged my down the hall by my hair as I screamed loudly and tried to thrash in out of his hold.

   I tried kicking and hitting him but nothing worked. Instead, the only thing I could think of left to do was throw my head back against him.

   Smashed my head back against his face and swore loudly again. My hair had been released but instead of running free, I dropped to the ground.

   I rubbed the back of my head in pain.

   No one wins with a headbutt.

   “That's it!” I heard him yell.

   He picked me up by the collar of the dress I was still wearing and slamed my against the wall. I groaned. My head couldn't take it. Everything was all dizzy.

   And to top it all off, he slapped me hard across the face, leaving my cheek burning in pain.

   Dwayne was about to throw my over his shoulder but he was stopped. I felt cold metal behind pressed against my temple.

   “Don't shoot!” I familiar voice screamed.

   “Well look who finally decided to show up!” Dwayne yelled.

   I looked across the room to see a very worried looking Colton.

   He came back!

   “Put the gun down,” Colton instructed.

   What gun!? Oh god! Is that what's pressed against my head!?

   “Don't you dare try to tell mewhat to do. I'm your father!” Dwayne yelled at Colton.

   “Don't you dare hurt her! You might be my father but you'll never be my dad! You'll never be family! You lost that word a long time ago!” Coltonyelled back.

   Anger was spread across Dwayne's face. He took the gun away from my temple and for a split second I thought we were all going to be okay. That is until he pointed the gun at Colton.

   It was too late. I couldn't do anything before I heard the loud gun shot. It echoed through my head.

   I screamed the loudest I'd ever had. I screamed Colton's name as he fell to the ground with a loud thud.

   He was dead!

   I quickly elbowed Dwayne in the face while he still had the gunoutstretched.

   He yelled in pain and his grip loosened on me and I yanked away. Them I reached out and pulled out the gun from his hold, pointing it at him.

   “You killed him! You deserve to die too!” I screamed in his face.

   Then I did something I thought I'd never once in my life be able to do. I pulled the trigger.

   The loud shot echoed through the house and Dwayne's body fell to the ground.

   I turned around to run to Colton but I ran into him instead.

   “Are you okay!?” he asked.

   I froze in shock.

   “You were dead!” I yelled.

   “No, I wasn't. He has terrible aim,” he said.

   “But I saw you fall!”

   “I pretended. I knew it would set him off guard. Are you okay, Baby Girl!?” he asked as he checked me all over.

   I nodded slowly as I processed this information.

   I started crying all over again.

   He was alive. He was safe. He was with me.

   “Why are you crying?” he asked.

   “Your alive,” I choked out.

   He smiled and pulled me into a hug.

   I sobbed against his chest as he rubbed my head.

   “And so are you,” he said in relief.

   We sat in that spot for a bit just wrapped in eachother's arms.

   “You shouldn't have had to do that,” Colton said.

   “Do what?”

   “Go through all that. Kill him. I shouldn't have let you go through all that.”

   “You couldn't have helped it.”

   “I left you here alone.” 

   “And you had a good reason.”

   “It didn't solve anything.”

   “What do you mean!? We're both alive and he's finally dead. That's solved a lot.”

   “I'm sorry I left you here.”

   “Your forgiven.”

   “That was absolutely the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life.”

   “What was?”

   “Leaving you. Ignoring you. Pushing you away. Lying to you.”

   “It was painful to go through.”

   “I love you Krissy. And you telling me the same thing made me the happiest person in the world,” he said,

   I smiled not knowing what to say.

   “I love you too, Colton,” I said.

   I didn't wait. I wrapped my arms around his neck to bring his face closer to mine. I rested my head against his and locked my eyes to his.

   He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine.

   He tasted so sweet, so safe.

   I felt like I was home and safe again.

   I moaned in the back of my throat as he snaked his arms around my waist. He pulled my against him.

   Then it happened to quick. The lights flickered on.

   “What the hell is going on here!?” a loud very familiar voice roared through the room.

   Yup you guessed it. Alison and Dad were home.

 

A/N: Okay, so I realize this chapter took longer than I was hoping for but to those of you that were saying rude things to me, I will not apoligize for being late. You need to understand that I have have a life like most teens my age and that it's hard for me to find the time to write. Saying rude things does not make me write faster. It just annoys me and makes me want to take more time.

For the rest of you, thank you for being patient. Hope you enjoy the chapter.

 

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