Jim Jones was a cult
leader responsible for the murder-suicide now known as the Jonestown
Massacre, where 918 people lost their lives. In order to understand how this tragedy happened, it’s important to know how Jonestown began. Who was Jim Jones and how was he able to gain the love, respect and trust from so many that they were willing to die for him?
Jim Jones was born May 13, 1931 in Crete, Indiana. He grew up in a very poor family, residing in a shack with no electricity. From a very young age Jones had an obsessive interest in religion. As a child, he would hold sermons in his backyard and have neighborhood children attend his church services. Sometimes
when the children wanted to leave, Jones would lock all the doors and
refuse to let them leave, forcing them to stay and listen to his
sermons. He was very harsh on children who were not as interested in
church as he was and would take personal offense. By the age of 16,
Jones was preaching to both black and white churches, which was highly
unusual, as the city was still segregated. But Jones had a very upbeat
and friendly personality and he was very passionate about the poor and
the underrepresented, and empathized with the non-whites.
After graduating high
school, Jim went to college to study medicine and began working as a
hospital orderly. During that time in 1949, Jim met Marceline Baldwin, a
nurse who worked in the same hospital. After dating for a short time,
Jim and Marceline would get married. A
few years later in 1952, Jim was working as a student pastor in a
Methodist church and the congregation did not take kindly to Jim’s
beliefs in desegregation. It is important to note that the Ku Klux Klan
was very well known in Indiana during the time Jones resided there. At one time, there were more members in the KKK there than in any other state. Around
250,000 men were members of the Indiana KKK at its peak, which included
many prominent government officials, police and the like. Racial
tension was at an all time high and Jones preaching about loving your
neighbor of all colors and interracial congregations was neither
accepted, nor tolerated. Jones had no choice but to resign as pastor. It was then that he formed his own congregation. Originally
the church was known as Community Unity and it focused on Christian
beliefs. It was during his time of running the Community Unity that
Jones decided that there was no God because if there was, there wouldn’t
be so much poverty, hatred and inequality in the world. He
then decided he would no longer be preaching of God and religion, but
rather shifting his focus to what he was passionate about: poverty and
people of all colors being treated fairly and equal. In 1956, Jones
created the People’s Temple.
From the beginning, the
People’s Temple was prominent in the civil rights movement. Jones was
responsible for desegregating the police department, movie theaters,
restaurants, hospitals and other businesses in Indianapolis.
Additionally, the Temple opened up a soup kitchen for the homeless and
poor, had free housing available for senior citizens and the mentally
ill and Jim and Marceline even opened up their own home for homeless and
unwed mothers. It was the first time in history that people were
publicly offering assistance to people regardless of their race. It
was also at this time that Jim and Marceline adopted a Native American
child, three Korean children and became the first white family in
Indiana to adopt a black child. This adoption took place in 1961, the
same year the freedom fighters tried to desegregate buses in Alabama and
were brutally attacked. Because of the integration and desegregation
Jim Jones was responsible for, the residents of the city felt threatened
and would send the family death threats and spit on them in public. Many
of the people in Indianapolis of all races saw what Jones was trying to
accomplish and they wanted to be a part of it. They saw that he was
really for the people and trying to make a good, positive change in the
world. Needless to say for all the good they were trying to do, they were met with hatred, threats of violence and even assaults. Jones
decided that it was no longer safe for his family in Indianapolis and
they moved to Brazil. They were only there for a short time before
returning to the United States, but this time making California their
home. Many of the original Temple members, around 150 from Indiana, made
the move to California with the Jones family.
Not everything was love
and peace in the family. Jim’s wife Marceline was very unhappy
about Jim renouncing his faith in God. Marceline still considered
herself a Christian and would still pray to the Lord, which angered Jim
greatly. At times, he would threaten Marceline that he’d commit suicide
if she continued praying to God. He was also extremely jealous and did
not want anyone giving his wife any kind of attention, even though he
was known to carry on affairs quite often. Jim also developed a drug
addiction to prescription pills that would cause erratic mood swings and
bouts of paranoia. In
fact, the move to California was due to Jim’s paranoia and a vision he
had of nuclear holocaust. He felt they would be safe from the disaster
By the early 70’s in
California, Temple membership had grown considerably. Word had spread
all over the country about Jones and his refreshing approach to race
relations. During this time, People’s Temple had approximately 2,500
members. Jones began preaching to his people quotes from the Bible, even
though he denounced his faith. He would find things that were fitting
for him to go with his own selfish desires and wants and use the Bible
as a backup source. An example of this would be Jones quoting Matthew
19:21, which reads, “Jesus answered, “If you want to be perfect, go,
sell your possessions and give to the poor, and you will have treasure
in heaven. Then come, follow me.”
Temple members wound up
doing just that. They sold their homes and cars and gave all of the
money to the Temple. The ones who had jobs and continued to work would
turn over their entire paycheck to the Temple. The elderly who drew
retirement and social security would turn over their entire checks to
the Temple. In their minds, they were contributing to the “Good Cause”. He
made his members feel loved, safe and hopeful. While he was kind to
everyone, he was especially compassionate to the poor and the
uneducated. The majority of his followers were classified as such and to
them, he was a savior. They wanted somewhere to belong and fit in and
something to be proud of. He gave them all of that and more. All of them
referred to him as “father” and had nothing but respect for him. His
speeches were so uplifting to his members, even when he said ridiculous
things such as he was the reincarnation of Jesus or Buddha, they just
went with it. As new people would come to check out the organization and
their charismatic leader, Jim’s ego demanded more and more followers
and praise. Additionally, he was always looking to make more money. He
again began his practices of faking miracles and healings, something that garnered a little bit of attention in his earlier years, but this was on a much bigger level. He would use his members to pretend
to cure cancer and other ailments, making blind people see again,
making people in wheelchairs walk again. These events were well-planned
and thought out and with his large organization acting like they had
witnessed an actual miracle (most were not privy to the behind the
scenes operation and planning and truly believed that he was
legitimately Jesus incarnate and performing miracles) many visitors
would believe too. Even
though Jones would lie and manipulate, during his speeches he would
come across as honest, vibrant, caring and positive. He was liked and
well respected by not only the Temple, but the entire community.
As Jim Jones became more
dependent on drugs and his paranoia grew, he began using scare tactics
on his followers. He would tell them that people were plotting against
them, including the CIA. To his followers, this was terrifying. They
felt all they had was each other and their “father”. He also made sure
to increase the dedication people had for him as well as making them
more disciplined followers. He began making ridiculous claims to his
members, informing all the males in his organization that they were all
homosexual, all of them but him. He
would have sex with the male members to prove to them that they liked
it. Additionally, he would have sex with the women members and then
during their daily meetings, they were expected to speak on what
horrible lovers their husbands were and what a great lover Jones was. He
eventually informed his members that they were not allowed to have sex,
not even the married couples. Essentially, the only time anyone was
“allowed” to have sex was when it was with Jim Jones.
In the early 70’s Jones
and his “church” was accused by the media of financial fraud, physical
abuse of its members and mistreatment of children. It was while this was
going on that Jones purchased some land in Guyana in an effort to move
himself and the entire People’s Temple so as to avoid the people who
were supposedly plotting against him and trying to ruin him. It
was his goal to create a utopian society here, free of racism and
worry, but also to seemingly gain much more control over his followers.
Initially there was a small group of members sent to Guyana to begin
building houses, plant crops and prepare the area for all the members. In
the mean time, Jim Jones got to work holding meetings, letting all the
members know what was to be expected of their move and the tropical
paradise that awaited them, getting passports made of all of his members
and continuing to try to make as much money as possible. Eventually Jim Jones and 1,000 of his members all made the move to Guyana and arrived at the compound known as Jonestown. What
they arrived to was anything but the heaven they were told it would be.
The houses were not yet completed, nor was anything else complete
because Jones did not want to spend a lot of money on the project. It
was less like paradise and more like a concentration camp. Jones
informed the members that no one was allowed to leave and to reinforce
that, he stationed armed guards around the property. Additionally, he
confiscated their passports so they could not leave. He also confiscated
outgoing mail so members could not get a hold of any family or friends
outside of Jonestown. Some worried family members made phone calls to
Jonestown and Jim and his closest members would listen in on the calls
to make sure no one was out of line. Members were expected to work on the land day and night, with minimal breaks and very little food. With
Jones treating his members horribly, it’s no surprise that he was
always on edge, wondering if they were plotting against him. He
installed an intercom system in Jonestown with a loud speaker and would
get on the speaker at all hours, day and night, drunkenly preaching to
his members, many times speaking of upcoming doom and an apocalypse. He
began holding mock suicide drills in the middle of the night due to his
thoughts of the US government being out to destroy him. Members were
publicly beaten for disobeying as well as threatened with death.
Coupling the new environment making members extremely vulnerable with
the physical and psychological abuse and brainwash, there wasn’t much
members could do at this point in time other than being obedient and
subservient to Jones.
There were a few people who did successfully leave the People’s Temple, most notably Bob Houston. Houston’s mutilated body was found near some train tracks after leaving the Temple. US
representative Leo Ryan was good friends with Bob Houston’s father and
coupled with the abuse allegations he had heard were happening at
Jonestown and the mysterious death of his friend’s son that had recently
defected, Ryan decided he would fly to Guyana to investigate the
supposed utopian society and see if members were truly happy there or if
they were being held there against their will, as it had been told to
him. Ryan brought with him some concerned family members, people working for the media and photographers. Jones
got word of the visit and made sure to explain to his members how they
would behave and how they would represent Jonestown. They
were told to prepare the best food (including a lot of meat, which
Temple members were not allowed to eat otherwise due to its high cost)
and to be thankful for Jones at all times. On
November 17, 1978, Ryan and his crew (who had been in Guyana for three
days and were being refused to be let into Jonestown) were finally
allowed to enter the compound. For
the most part, the People’s Temple put on a very convincing show for
Ryan, praising Jones for all of his hard work and dedication. They
expressed how happy they were in Jonestown and stayed on their best
behavior for fear of what would be done to them if they didn’t. However,
one rather brave Temple member, (and a wonderful personal friend of
mine) Vernon Gosney, slipped a note to one of the reporters that arrived
with Ryan. In the note, Gosney pleaded for help getting out of
Jonestown. The letter was signed by both him and another Temple member,
Monica Bagby. Jones asked Ryan and his group to leave for the night and
the next day, they arrived to interview more members. During the
interview, another woman came forward stating that she wished to leave
Jonestown with her family, as well as another family. It was made known
to Jones that some people wanted to leave and he pretended he was okay
with that, that they were free to go at any time. After interviews
concluded on November 18, 15 people in total were to leave Jonestown
with representative Ryan. Hidden amongst the 15 was one man, Larry
Layton, who was only posing as a Temple defector and had no intention on
leaving. Once they
arrived at the airstrip, 2 planes were available to the group. Larry
Layton boarded the small, six passenger plane. Once on the airstrip, he
began shooting Temple members who were on the plane, wounding several.
Temple members who escorted the people to the planes began shooting at
the other plane, killing Leo Ryan, 1 Temple member and and 3
journalists. 9 others were wounded. All of the survivors ran and hid
into the nearby fields.
As the shootings were
happening at the airstrip, Temple associates were given orders by Jones
to prepare a drink, enough for all of Jonestown, consisting of grape
Flavor-Aid, cyanide, Valium, chloral hydrate and Phenergan. Jones called
all of his members to the pavilion for a meeting. 44 minutes of said meeting was recorded and is known as “The Death Tape”. Jones informed his followers that he knows someone who boarded those planes
were going to shoot the pilot, which would cause the death of all of the
people on the planes and hinting that this would lead to the government
coming to Jonestown and taking everyone’s children away. He then
encouraged his members to drink the Flavor-Aid concoction and commit
revolutionary suicide. That they would be heroes and forever remembered
as revolutionaries. Many of the first to take the poison were parents
who used syringes to squirt into the children’s mouths, then doing the
same to themselves. Others simply drank it. Some members thought this was another fake suicide drill until they witnessed people dying and then fear and panic set in. Jones
can be heard on the Death Tape telling members to die with dignity, and
that death is preferable to life at that point. It has been said that
many were forced to take the drink at gun point. A few members managed
to hide under beds and avoided death. A couple others managed an escape
and ran through the fields. Jim Jones did not drink the poison, instead,
his death was caused by a single gunshot wound to the head. No one
knows whether it was self-inflicted or if another member did it. One
other woman was found dead with a gunshot wound. Additionally, a woman
named Sharon Amos was working at the Jonestown headquarters in
Georgetown. She received a radio communication from Jonestown informing
her to commit revolutionary suicide. She took her three children into
the bathroom and stabbed two of them to death, then had one assist her
in stabbing herself to death, followed by the last of her children
Many of the Temple
members who fled into the jungle were lost for days and nearly died, but
a Guyanese government plane flew in and located them. Others made their
way to Georgetown, staying at cafes, and some staying with local
Larry Layton was found
guilty of conspiracy and of aiding and abetting the murder of
Congressman Leo Ryan and of the attempted murder of Richard Dwyer. While
the only person ever found guilty of any happenings at Jonestown, he
was paroled in 2002.
In total, 918 individuals
lost their lives at Jonestown. It was the largest death toll of
civilians by human acts up until the 9/11 tragedy. Jim Jones was
cremated and his ashes scattered at sea. His wife and three of their children who died at Jonestown are buried in Richmond, Indiana (The oldest daughter left the People’s Temple before the move to Guyana and two of their sons survived Jonestown by being out of the area for a basketball game).
The bodies of over 400 of those who died in Guyana are buried in a mass-grave at Evergreen Cemetery in Oakland, California. A memorial listing all 900+ casualties, including Jim Jones, was completed at the grave site in 2011.
Summary: You knew Billy Hargrove when you were both still in diapers. He tugged on your hair when you were young and you made fun of his chubby cheeks and curls. No matter what happened in either of your lives, you always had each other - Until Billy’s mother died and he was swept away to Indiana, leaving you heartbroken. When your father and Neil’s business booms, it makes more sense for the partners to be in the same town, bringing you back to Billy and into something you never expected.
Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader
Warnings: language, death mention, violence, abuse, mild gore
You started to wake up when you realized you weren’t alone in your bed with (Y/D/N). All the sudden a tattooed arm pulled you back in closer to the person lying behind you. It took your brain a moment to process that it was Tyler.
“Jesus, Tyler. You scared me.” you said while waking up. He just started to chuckle. “Good morning to you too, babe.”
“I’m sorry. Good morning handsome.” You kissed his cheek and cuddled into him as your puppy nuzzled between you two.
“Hey baby girl. Did Papa surprise you too?” he said while (Y/D/N) started banging her tail on the bed and kissing his face.
You just smiled at them. “When did you get in? Don’t you have a game tomorrow?” you looked at him confused.
“Yeah but I left right from the game to the airport and took the next flight out. Jamie thought it would be a good idea. I needed to be with my girls even if it is just for 24 hours.” Tyler pulled you in for a hug and kissed your lips.
You kiss him back and smile, “Well remind me to thank Benn the next time I see him.” You rarely get time like this with Tyler so you both are completely content with just laying her together. Even your pup is happy to just lay here with you two. She’s a smart one and knows how rare this is.
You both dozed off for a little bit and when you woke up Tyler wasn’t in bed. Had you dreamed he was home? But it felt so life like. The apartment was silent. Maybe you had dreamed it. You then realized your dog was missing. That is when you heard the front door open and shut as Tyler started laughing while (Y/D/N) started galloping around the apartment after her walk outside. “You’re a lunatic, pup. Quiet down. You’re going to wake up your mother.” He laughs as you step out the room and walk down the hall way. “Uh-oh kid. Too late. The Queen of Messy Morning Buns has arrived.” He laughed while you had this apple like bun just sitting on top your head.
“Um excuse me… this is a fashionable morning look. The morning topknot.” He started this infectious belly laugh as he pulled me down on the couch with him.
“Hey, I love your topknot apple bun” He laughed as he poked at it.
“Okay I’m over you. Benn can have you back now” You wink at him as he kisses your temple. “Thank you for taking her out. It was a nice treat to sleep for a little while longer.”
“of course babe. Are you free from the camera today?” he said looking around like they would just appear out of your roommate’s room at any moment.
“I honestly don’t remember. They may come over later?” you question. They would probably love to get moments of Ty and you on camera. “Once they hear you are home for today they may high tail it over here. They are just at the hotel around the corner.” You roll your eyes. The things you put up with for this guy.
(Y/D/N) has a burst of energy and catapults herself on to the couch and lays across you both. You both laugh at her. “Goodness, imagine if the boys were here too.” You say to him just knowing how crazy it would be. “Oh trust me, I think about that everyday” She smiles at you and kisses you “all the time.”
All the sudden you have a knock at the door, “We spoke too soon about them” he laughed. We let the camera crew in and they were very excited to see Tyler here for the day.
“Seguin! So great that you are here. We would love footage of you both together again.” The producer said with the biggest smile on his face. “of course guys, but it will probably be a very relaxed day.” Ty told them. “no problem at all. People will love to just finally see you two together again after a while.” the producer explained.
“okay great” you said with a smile, “Sweetheart, let’s take her to the dog park. I think that will be a relaxed outing for the day” Tyler has a big smile on, “of course it would be. Let’s get our girl ready and head out.”
You all arrive at the dog park, the crew driving behind you but they attached a go pro in your car so they can get footage if you all without crowding up in there. You know they got some good shots because you and Tyler in the car is one of the funniest sights to see. Just nonstop laughing and singing to whatever comes on the radio. (Y/D/N) got excited the moment you pulled up to the park, she could get in there fast enough. Within seconds of taking her leash of she was booking it around the whole park trying to make friends with anyone and everyone. The cutest moment was her running over to a group of labs that were playing. You could tell she was trying to play with them because they looked like Tyler’s dogs; or as he would say it, her brothers.
Tyler loved coming out here, partially because people here didn’t see him as this incredible hockey star. He was just another guy playing with his dog at the park. We could always escape here. The park didn’t feel like California which is what you loved. It made you feel like you were back East with your family.
Right as you thought about it your phone rang. It was a facetime from your mom. “Oh gosh, Someone is about to get super excited. Stay out of shot until I tell you.” I laughed.
“Hey mom! I’m just out at the park with the pup. What are you up to?” you say with a smile.
“Hey sweetheart, I just wanted to call to see how you were doing.” you let out a smirk, “Why is your face doing that?” she laughed.
With that question you motion Ty to walk over. “oh no reason” you say as Tyler moves his head into frame. “Hi Mrs. (Y/L/N)!” they both have the biggest smiles.
“Tyler! Don’t you have a game tomorrow?? It’s so good to see you! When are you two coming out here to visit?” She loves Tyler so much and it makes me happy. Especially since she originally was a little worried about our relationship in the beginning. You and Tyler look at each other, you both hadn’t actually thought about when you would be out there next. “Well I do have games in on the East soon. We could come out and actually hit up both families.” Tyler said and you smiled. You loved his family as much as he loved yours.
“That would be amazing! One day we will all have to get together. Or at least your mother and I” Tyler and your mom kept talking to one another and you just watched them. The pure joy it brought you was the greatest feeling around. It’s amazing that with Tyler you just forget about the world. I mean you literally forgot about the crew following you and apologized to them for ignoring them. They assured you that it as okay and perfect to just watch and film when it was the two of you.
“Okay sweethearts, I’ve got to go. I will see you both very soon.” your mom finished up the call.
“I love you, mom!” you waved goodbye and blow a kiss. “Bye Mrs. (Y/M/N)!” Tyler smiles as the call ends.
“She’s amazing. We should really go out when the team is there. I would love to have your family at a game.” Tyler says while pulling you into his arms as you both watch (Y/D/N) still playing with the labs.
“Aboslutely, and I do miss your family. Wouldn’t it be great to get them all at the same game??” you smile at the thought and he does too.
“Do you every think about how right this already feels?” Tyler pulls you out of your thoughts.
“What do you mean?” you smile at him.
He smirks as he awkwardly shuffles around dirt, “You know, us. It’s just already so perfect and comfortable. I mean it was from the beginning. Just perfect. Right person and the right time.”
You cannot stop smiling at him. “I know. It’s an incredible thing. I never would have expected it.”
“(Y/N)…” you look up at him.
“Yeah sweetheart?” you smile
“I love you” as those three words flowed out of his mouth so perfectly you could help but just feel like every butterfly on the planet was in your stomach right now. You have only known him for 11 months… only together for 6 months, but you knew he meant it.
You leaned up looking him directly in the eyes, “I love you too.” and kissed his lips. He pulled you even closer and returned the kiss.
“just perfect.” Tyler said as your pup came barreling over to you both.
You look at your watch and lace Tyler’s hand in yours. “Come on baby girl, time to go home with mama and papa” you see Tyler smirk. That was the first time you gave in and said that together.
“shut it.” you laugh as you both get in the car and head back home for the last few hours with Tyler before he heads back off to Edmonton for the next game.
Request: something based of off drive by halsey Summary: you love him, and you drive
The landscape flashes by as you speed down the highway, hand
wrapped around a stick shift. A glance to your right tells you that yes, Calum
is still asleep. His head is leaned against the window, accentuating the sharp angle
of his jaw. His dark hair falls in waves down his temples, setting off his
caramel toned skin.
You turn your full attention back to the road ahead, hands
tightening on the wheel. Your neck burns where just this morning, he was
kissing your pulse point, his soft lips making you dizzy. Muffled words against
your throat, your hand reaching out for his shoulder to hold to something solid
as fuzzy dreams and reality become one.
Calum makes a small sound in his sleep, and your jaw
clenches. But you can’t resist the temptation to steal another look at him.
The light from the lampposts on the side of the road illuminates
his face just so. He looks soft like this, his long legs curled towards his
chest. His head has moved to rest on his knees but there’s still the imprint of
the window in red on his cheek, and your heart squeezes.
This would be the moment you would link your fingers between
his. The moment you would brush his hair away from his forehead and press a
kiss to the warm skin there. If only you could. If only you could, this would
be the moment you would just take his hand and give him your heart in return.
Instead you swallow hard and drive, only to realize that you
missed the exit sign, too caught up in your feelings for a boy who would never return
And yet, when you think back to his laughter echoing down
the hallway of shitty motels, running after you as you play a childish game of
tag-you’re-it because, as he said, why not? Then you have doubts, about whether
he really means it when his lips avoid yours, because they trace such
beautiful, soft patterns down your body. And when he looks at you with a smile
like you’ve given him the world, it’s hard to remember that you don’t have him.
His touch makes you feel alive, and his whispered words are
bliss, carving away at the emptiness in your chest. He’s made California feel
So maybe it doesn’t matter that he doesn’t love you. Maybe
it doesn’t have to matter, because he has you and you have a little of him, and
maybe that could be enough.
Author’s Note: Aw I’ve always wanted to do this ever since I heard Joshua say he would want a first date on a boardwalk ;; oh and no I’m not from California as a local could clearly tell ;-; sorry! idk what a Cali boardwalk is like so I based it off a music video I saw, what my friend told me once + the boardwalks we have in Hawaii. Really really sorry if it’s nothing like what I described! bUT I hope everyone likes it!
Was lucky enough to be able to slip away and visit Yosemite in the Fall. Nights were cool but during the day the temperatures were pleasant. THe leaves made for some pretty incredible views. Gotta love California!
“*PLEASE READ THIS!* Jesus is the Son of
God who died for our sins to save us from HELL! If you reject Jesus and
stay in your sins YOU WILL BURN IN HELL! Turn from your sins!
Masturbation, porn, cursing, premarital sex, partying, smoking,
drunkenness, bisexuality/homosexuality, and more WILL DRAG YOU TO HELL!
You must be born again! This is spiritual rebirth! Receive the Holy
Spirit! The pleasure of sin is temporary! Hell is forever! Catholic=lie!”
Uhhhh so like three days ago I posted a semi-explicit picture of an adorable bisexual genderfluid professor about to fuck his adorable bisexual boyfriend and yet it’s my pictures from a museum indoor garden that you choose to comment on?
Only 900 cases made of this lovely, whimsical white from California. White and yellow peaches, mango, taffy, honeydew melon, camphor, and wax on the nose. Less complex on the palate with lemon, browning pears, lime, and waxy notes.
Betty smiled as she held her belly, she was about three months along with their third and she was so excited.. Her children were so perfect.. She hugged Bruce tightly as he came home from making deals in California. She loved him, but sometimes his job made him go away for too long.. She had written him when she found out she was expecting but she didn’t know if it had made it to his attention.
“Did you make your boss happy?” She murmured
“Are you staying a while? Henry and Sophie have been drawing you pictures.. I have lots of stories for you.” She held the demon close, kissing his cheek and cuddling into his chest happily. She kissed him and sighed softly.
“I missed you so much.. Our little ones finally started speaking and they’re even more snuggly now.. I’m so proud of them..”
Modern Police Partners AU ~1100 words (aka yes i did the airport trope and i’m not sorry)
If there’s one thing on earth that Killian Jones hates, it must be crowds.
Therefore, when he sets one foot into JFK international airport, let’s say that he has had better days.
Pearls of sweat birthing on his forehead, he eyes his clock, jaw clenched.
He has exactly ten minutes to find her and to convince her to stay.
Perhaps you could have admitted your feelings when you guys still had bloody time instead of running in this bloody hell of an airport.
Perhaps, but having her for co worker for three years made one forget that one should never take anything for granted.
So many bloody missed chances, so many late nights at the police station where he could have done anything, where she was looking at him through her thick eyelashes and he could have just took one step towards her, towards them.
But he had been scared. Terrified to love again after Milah.
“A bus, that’s all it took Swan. A bloody drunk bus driver and my love was gone.”
She had been patient god, she had waited for him, had tell him that whenever he’ll be ready she’ll be too.
Everyone has their limits. And three years made your hands crampy from holding on.
A promotion in California. She had always loved the idea of this state, so of bloody course, she had accepted.
And he had seen his whole world crumble in an instant, mortified, absolutely useless, his heart sinking.
She had announced her departure at their bar, the whole team present.
A snow-capped Christmas, a year as her partner.
The clock striking midnight.
“Merry Christmas Killian.” her voice a soft murmur in all the euphoria, a smile which could heal any disease in this whole bloody world.
This feeling in his chest, this delirious heat, his whole body tickling.
And then his hands gripping her face, and the kiss tasting like champagne and possibilities.
Her little laughter after it, red nose, something so pure radiating from her.
Him smiling too.
Him shattering all of her hopes.
“This was a one time thing.”
“Sir, you’re bothering everyone where you’re standing.” informs him a middle age man in a suit as he passes him by.