Traitor

Day 3 (1:34 a.m.)

Aiden's POV

I stared down at Jacob's form. Blood covered the floor and it was pooling around my shoes. Jacob's waist and lower was missing and it had clearly been cut off. Jacob looked up at me, eyes full of tears.

I started to laugh. Cackle even. Jacob laughed along with me. At least he tried to. It was more like a pathetic cough.

I dropped to my knees, the blood splattering on the impact.

"Okay, babe. Very funny." I rolled my eyes and Jacob quickly stopped laughing.

"Aiden..." He rasped and I felt a stone lodge in my throat.

"Jacob, stop it. I lied. This isn't funny." I could feel my entire body begin to shake as I stared at my boyfriend lying in a pool of his own blood. "Stop messing around like this."

Jacob's shaky hand reached up and cupped my face, his hand sticky with blood.

"I'm sorry. This isn't a joke, Baby." He grimaced and I felt my heart shatter.

"No... no." I breathed, hand reaching up to hold Jacob's.

"I'm so sorry." Jacob smiled pathetically.

"No! NO! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!" I screamed, gripping Jacob's arms as if as long as I was holding him, death couldn't take him. "JACOB YOU PROMISED!"

Hot tears streamed down my face and it made me notice the hot burns all over his body. It looked like it had been made to be a distraction before the final blow.

The tears Jacob was trying to hold back finally fell and once they started he couldn't stop them. "I know. I promise that this will be the only promise I ever break. I swear to you."

I shook my head vigorously and everything inside of me started crumbling apart. Any hope I had faded away to nothing.

"DON'T TALK LIKE THAT!" I cried. "YOU'RE GONNA BE FINE THERE'S NO NEED TO OVERREACT!"

I stood up and looked around the bathroom. "Where's the rest of you?!"

"Should be in the shower. 'Guess the kidnapper is more ballsy than we thought." He responded and I threw aside the shower curtains to find Jacob's lower half collapsed in the tub.

I struggled to pick it up and my legs were quaking underneath me.

"Aiden?" Jacob craned his neck ever so slightly and I could feel myself falling apart. My values. My heart. What I thought I knew. What was real. What was fake. What was true. What were lies. My mind. Me. I fell apart as I pushed Jacob's lower half against his upper half.

I collapsed again, face hovering over Jacob's. I stared down at him, my tears dropping onto his face and slithering down slowly.

"Aiden, baby." Jacob caressed my cheek, wiping tears away as I struggled to not just fall. "It's over for me. And you know what? That's okay."

His words made me angry. "NO IT'S NOT OKAY!"

I fell on his chest and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself closer to him. His arms slowly came to rest on my back so that we were embraced.

"It's not okay at all!" I sobbed. "You still have so much you want to do! You were gonna get your scholarship! And we had to go on our first non-secret date! And we were supposed to go to prom together! You were supposed to escape with us! You were supposed to come out to your family and let them know that their beliefs can't change who you are! You were supposed to keep annoying me nonstop once everything went back to normal! You were supposed to get really old and all wrinkly and ugly! You were supposed to live!"

"Remember when we first met?" Jacob asked suddenly, and I looked up at him.

"What?"

"When we first met? Do you remember?" He repeated and I nodded slowly.

"Of course I do. You threw a football at the back of my head. What does that have to do with anything?" I asked, and Jacob smiled just slightly.

"You called me a donkey-faced-pack-of-testosterone. Remember?" He laughed lightly and I screwed my eyes shut as I rested my head on his chest again.

"Yeah. I remember." I whispered.

"Do you still think that?" Jacob whispered and my head felt like it was going to explode.

"Of course I do." I replied, looking up at him again. "But you're my donkey-faced-pack-of-testosterone. I can't lose you."

Jacob laughed whole heartedly. "You can never lose me, dummy!"

If he wasn't the way he was, I would have punched him. But all I could do was laugh with him through our tears.

"I'll always be in your heart as long as you love me!" His smile was so bright. "And if you ever stop loving me, then at least I know I'll always be that donkey-faced-pack-of-testosterone in your memory from high school. I might only be 18, and I might not know much, but I do know this: I love you, Aiden Buntman."

I pressed a kiss to his lips softly, breaths shuddering. "I will never stop loving you... Jacob Smith."

"Look at me and smile.. please?" Jacob breathed. "I want to see that treasure one last time. So smile? Just for me?"

I pushed up slightly and mustered all my strength to smile fully. The way I would on our weekend car rides. The way I did when we first kissed. They I will when he gets all fixed up and survives.

"Thank you. I fucking love you so much." Jacob smiled right back at me.

Then there was silence. Jacob's labored breaths had stopped. His chest was no longer rising and falling, nor rattling with a frenzied heart beat.

I rested my head against his empty chest. He was still warm. Majority of my body was coated in his blood.

I slowly pushed myself up and onto my knees as I stared at him, his eyes blank, but still full of tears.

I swallowed and reached forward, pushing his eyelids down.

"Your lazy ass always talked about how much you loved sleeping. You stupid, annoying, donkey-faced-pack-of-testosterone. I fucking loved you."

Then I screwed my eyes shut, slammed my fists into the ground and screamed, tears falling from my face to the blood coating the floor.

I heard footsteps hurrying up the stairs as my voice died out and I curled up on my bloody floor.

Three people entered the room and screamed. It was Kiara, Sophia, and Eliza.

"What happened?!" Sophia cried and the sound of her voice sent off a trigger inside of me.

"She's the one that gave us the idea to take showers. If it wasn't for her, Jacob would still be alive!"

I stood up and charged for her, grabbing her by the throat.

"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!" I screamed, and someone latched onto my arm.

"Aiden!" Kiara cried, ripping me away from Sophia, who started coughing as soon as I let go. "Stop this... it's not my place to say anything to you, so I won't. But you need to stop and you know why."

"Jacob would hate to see me like this." My brain whispered and I crouched low in my heels, covering the back of my head.

"Let's give him some space." Eliza suggested, and pulled Kiara and Sophia out of the bathroom.

I crawled back over to Jacob and pulled his arm so that it was lying on top of me as I rested my head on his chest, closing my eyes as I cried.

"Even in death... you know just how to comfort me."

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