NIGHTMARES

Author's Note: I don't own Jennifer's Body

Chapter 20

A shocked flash swept over Needy's face, her eyes widening as her fears were confirmed. Her face constricted, but just as suddenly, melted away into a blank expression. Her lips were drawn into a tight, thin line. As she stared at Raylyn with dull, flat eyes, it seemed as if she were looking through her, as if she wasn't there. Only her hands shook lightly in her lap.

Oh Needy. . . no. . . No, she was afraid this might happen!

She was blaming herself.

"It. . . it wasn't your fault Needy!" she cried out desperately, grasping her hands tightly upon seeing her face, "Please Needy! It wasn't your fault! You couldn't help it! Needy? Needy! Needy please listen to m-!"

"Who did it?"

Hearing the whisper off her lips, Raylyn blinked, her face shocked at her tone. When. . .when did she get so cold? Why did she sound so. . . dead?

"It was. . . Chip," Raylyn mumbled, staring at the ground, unable to look into her eyes. It. . . it frightened her to look into them. There was something so deep and terrible in those eyes. . . something that terrified her.

"Where is Jennifer now?"

Raylyn flinched at the cold voice. Yet, she knew the hardest part was yet to come. She didn't look up into her eyes. "Needy. . . she's. . . she's. ."

"What is it Raylyn? Spit it out!" Needy grabbed her shoulders and forced her up straight to level with her.

As her fingers grew tight in their grasp upon her arms, Raylyn felt her breath quicken. A need, more fervent and desperate than ever to run out of the room. . . to get away from her enveloped her. "She's gone Needy. . . she's gone," she managed to breath out.

Needy's fingers loosened on her arms, and she fell slightly to the floor. She shoved herself back away from her still form until her back was pressed against the wall. She was scared of her. Her eyes. . .oh her eyes! They bit into her soul and ripped it apart! How terrible and fearful were those eyes!

"Raylyn, I'm sorry I've been rude to you. Please except my apology, but I believe I need to be alone."

Raylyn looked up fearfully and saw Needy staring at her. Her eyes weren't soft. They were quite hard and frigid actually. She knew that if she objected, she would throw her out.

She had to get out of here.

"It's. . it's alright. Just tell me if you n. . need anything. I'll be ou. . outside."

Quickly, she scrambled to her feet and walked quickly to the door, almost leaping outside.

Shutting the door behind her, she breathed quickly, her heart beating quickly against her chest. Clasping her hand to her chest, she tried to sort through the chaos running rampant through her mind.

What. . what was that? That wasn't the Needy she knew! It was. . . it was somebody else. She dealt with her in such a way that she believed she would strike out at her. And yet. . . she was so. . . cold. . . so dead in spirit and soul.

Had she lost the Needy she loved forever?

She stared at the wall, trying to stop the tears from running down her face. She hadn't meant to be so mean to Raylyn, but. . . .

Needy looked down at her hands and felt her body shake. So. . . all those images. . . those things of her dream. . . they were. . . true? She was that terrible monster in her dreams?

She didn't want to believe it to be true, but somewhere deep inside her mind, she knew that she had done it. She had beat Jennifer. And now. . the only girl she had every truly loved. . . she was gone. . .because of her.

A cold storm brewed inside her as she felt a tear burn down her weathered cheeks, reminding her of her lost love.

Balling her fists tightly, she clamped her eyes shut against the tears, opened her mouth,

. . .and screamed.

Not a single soul didn't feel some sadness sweep over them in the town of Devil's Kettle. Only a few knew what the heart-wrenching scream that erupted through the town meant.

But everyone felt the pain in it.

It was the scream of someone who died inside.

How was it..?

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