Demons || Jaythan

Epilogue

All this time the saint was a sinner, 

The jokes on me: a stoned cold killer, 

The demons in my head

- Demons; The Wanted 

Epilogue:

Third person pov;

They say that idle minds are the devil's workshop - and it was true. Nathan was allowed to be released for a day (with close watch from two guards, of course) to attend the funeral of his deceased friend, Tom. Tom being the one that he killed with his own bare hands. The one he just sadistically murdered - there was no inch of regret in him as he stabbed the knife into the Bolton lad's body. 

Sitting in the back of the black mini van was pure torture for Nathan, especially the ominous silence that filled the air; tension, thick. The silence only led Nathan to think poisonous thoughts: Would they hate me? Would the try and kill me?

Would Jay try to kill me?

He felt sick to his stomach, these horrific thoughts were all Nathan could think about and he was forced to sit there and dwell on them; the noise was too loud in his head to focus on anything other than those nasty thoughts. 

Nathan wondered if it was the demon playing mind tricks on him but he doubted it - if it was the demon would have made an appearance by now. 

It still didn't cease his uneasiness.

With the utmost of strength Nathan closed his eyes and tried to think of something to distract himself with:

Jay. 

Jay always made everything better, he was what kept Nathan sane as he struggled with the demon's demands and as he slowly slipped into insanity and started to enjoy ruthlessly killing those innocent people. 

Whilst at the hospital Nathan tried to repress his emotions - his thoughts too - which worked for a while but now that he was back on his way to London, going to the funeral of the person he killed those repressed emotions suddenly came flooding back; like a tidal wave and Nathan didn't know how to swim, he was drowning. 

His chest felt tight and he cursed himself for forgetting his inhaler. However, Nathan was unsure as to whether he was having an asthma attack or a panic attack. 

Nathan was unsure of how long they had been driving but when he noticed signs on the motorway directing them to London he knew that he was going to be arriving back in the one place he's tried so long to forget. 

Thinking of Jay allowed Nathan to get his breathing back to its normal pace and get him into a calm state. He felt like he could breath again but he was still trying to stop the wave of repressed emotions from drowning him once more. 

It wasn't long until one of the guards that would be escorting Nathan pulled off of the motorway and onto an A road where he substantially slowed down but Nathan still felt like they were going too fast - before they would know it they would arrive at his old house and Nathan still needed a bit of breathing and thinking space before he had to face up to his biggest demons; Jay, Siva and Max. 

He moved as far away as he could and now that backfired on him as here he was, on his way to, what could be, his own death. Nathan was unsure as to how the three boys would react, especially Max and Siva. 

Nathan was scared and not only that he was vulnerable. 

He could feel himself being lost in the tidal Wave again and he didn't like that.