Chapter 8

~3rd POV ~ in Jason's head

He lied! He's not sorry! He enjoyed playing you. Acting like he cared, making empty promises. He's a scumbag just like everyone else. Look what happened to Josh. You thought he actually cared, now look at him, he knows what you really are now. Your trash, something disposable, something to be used and tossed aside. Literally and object for one's pleasers.

No stop! He cares! I saw his face, he was in pain! He's scared is all, scared to com-

Stop making excuses. When you know the truth!

Two voices echo in the empty space. One voice belongs to a small boy. Hands gripping his head pulling clumps of hair with his small hands. The second figure stands above him. Dark and tall stood a wolf made of darkness. The bitterness, the hatred, the anger, the sadness, the anxiety, and the self loathing All swirled together gripping the boy drowning him. He sat eyes shining, an empty glowing white, he looked down at the boy and smilled.Sharp white fangs gleamed waiting for that perfect moment to devour the boy whole.Smiling, salivating, waiting, oh how he waited. The boy was stronger than he thought, but this might be his last straw. Maybe he can finally feast, maybe the boy will give in. It's the only option left, and he can't wait! More saliva runs through his teeth down onto the boy. He doesn't notice. He keeps telling himself over and over again that what happened wasn't done to hurt him. The wolf knows better. He tells the boy that nobody loves him, that he's alone. Every time words slip out of his mouth his smile grows wider splitting his face. The boy denies it, trying to ignore the wolf, but the wolf continues to tell him. The boy has no choice but to believe him. Jason doesn't see the wolf as he truly is. Denial keeps him from seeing the truth. To him this wolf is a small dog companion guiding him. He doesn't see the demon trying to take control. The wolf is his friend, someone who helps him do the right things, like the cutting.

You want your dad to be happy again don't you?

Yes

Than kill yourself!

The boy does not see that he's slowly falling for the wolf's tricks. He just wants the best for his father. If that means he needs to be gone. Then so be it. He knows he is nothing. He knows he shouldn't have been born. Why can't he leave? Every time he tries something pulls him back. But what? And why?

"Jason"

What's going on?

Don't trust him! He speaks lies! He'll never love you. You know that don't you?

Yes I know

"Jason, wake up"

Get away as soon as you can. He'll hurt you, just like everyone else has.

Ok

"Jason please wake up"

~Jason POV~

The darkness around me fades as my eyes flutter open. My body aches all over, and it's hard to move. The world around me soon clears and I'm face to face with Alexander. My body goes rigid and my fight or flight response activates. I push myself back, kicking dust and rocks in his face freeing myself from his body. I slip and fall on my elbow sending needles of pain, as tiny rocks and dirt get shoved into my cuts. Tears spring in my eyes as I try to lift myself off the ground. My body ached because I was covered in cuts and bruises. My cheek was split and was caked with dried blood. Alexander got up and cautiously moved towards me. His brown hair was dirty and tangled, half of his face was a dark purple, his knuckles were cut and filled with blood, the way he moved implied that he too was sore with bruises on his body. I don't understand why he's here. He continued to move slowly towards me. Darkness swirled around my vision, and I heard the dog's voice in my head.

Don't trust him. Move away.

I scoot back against the dirt, he stops holding up his arms.

"I'm not going to hurt you "

LIES the dog growls. I shake my head trying to clear it. He speaks lies! The dog barks again. I take another scoot back, he takes a step forward.

"Jason please" his voice cracks and his eyes are wet with tears. I move farther away slowly pulling myself up. He continues walking towards me. His arms have fallen around his torso hugging himself, like he's trying to make sure he doesn't split open. I just stand there waiting as he makes his way closer to me.

TURN AND RUN!! The dog rages barking and howling. I ignore it looking into Alexander's eyes. He stopped right in front of me. He reached his hand out brushing my cheek. Tears rolled down his cheeks.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so selfish. I was so worried that I'd be exposed, that I'd be disowned from the people that I love. I'm still scared, but I shouldn't have hurt you. I'm so sorry."

How dare he. He thinks he can still play this game with you. Pull away. He doesn't care about you.

"I forgive you" his eyes light up and more tears fall. "but, I don't want to see you." I pull away from him letting cold air sweep away the warmth from his touch. The light dies in his eyes. "don't come near me, and don't talk to me. It'll be better for you anyway. It's what you wanted" I took another step away and turned around.

"Jason please i-"

"I don't want to HEAR IT!" my vision blurs, black swirls engulf me. Tears pour down my face. My hands shake with rage.

I'm glad you finally listened to me, and let me take over!

I continue walking away not looking back. I'm not far from my house, so I head there. Hopefully dad has calmed down. As I came up to the door, it opened. He stared down at me. He grabbed my face, turning it looking at my cuts and bruises.

"where the hell have you been?"

"j-just- well um"

"I need you" my blood turns to ice.

"n-no! Is that all you can do?!" what am I doing?

What I should have done long ago.

He needs me

He grabs my throat, closing my air ways, and drags me inside.

"Listen here you little shit, you'll do exactly what I say, or you're going to get a beating."

"FUCK YOU!" tears stream down my face. "I HATE YOU! ALL YOU EVER DO IS USE ME THEN ACT LIKE I'M NOTHING!"

"BECAUSE YOU ARE NOTHING! Don't you get it? Because of you, I'M nothing which makes YOU NOTHING!" Anger filled the room and he's red in the face. He punches me in the face sending me to the floor. He spins on his heels and walks out the door leaving me alone in this house.