It was late. Not midnight late, but late. Late enough that everyone was sleep. But hell, they just got back from a huge mission that took days. That's days of arguing, talking, driving, running, fighting, hacking, etc. With no sleep or break. On that trip everyone was constantly alert. Except for Brooke, who was constantly alert on what jack was doing.
Jeff couldn't sleep. He laid in the darkness of his room, the full moon breaking through his navy blue silk curtains. He traced the blood stainded line on both sides of his mouth with both hands. A tingling, twitching feeling would come with each stroke. And he thought, this isn't what I'm supposed to look like. My reputation is a lie.
Then he got up. He sat at the end of his bed for a while before trudging out of the room and down the hall to the bathroom. He shut the door before cutting on the lights and staring at himself.
"Look at you," he snapped in a raspy voice, "you're a fake. You're a liar. And even worse, a murderer. What's wrong with you?" Jeff took a long, hard, squinted look at himself. At his pale white, fragile, scarred, skinny body.
He reached in the drawer closes to the toilet and pulled out the convenient knife. Placing the blood in his mouth, he traced around his blade stained lines. His lips were already gone so all he had to do now was widen himself out. He pulled, not at all minding the stretch and rip of his skin. Large blood blobs fell from his mouth and landed on the sink. He didn't mind the high pitched scrape that was going along his straight teeth. He would've felt pain in his mouth but he didn't. Just the burning sensation to keep cutting. So he did.
He cut before angeling the knife down to make a smile. The smile he supposably had. He traced the knife down and over to the other blood line. He got a slight sting that surprised him, causing him to pause before continuing his expansion.
Then he was done. He dropped the knife and stared at himself. He liked thebgaping smile in his mouth. We was always smiling but he still tried to smile more. He didn't bother to clean up the bloody mess he left around the sink. Instead, he walked back out to his room.
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Early the next morning Jeff was in the den.. Jane came downstairs and froze at the sight of him.
"Jeff...what did you..." Jane started. Jeff chuckled.
"Gave myself an expansion." Jeff shrugged. Jane giggled and walked completely over to him. She inspected his face closely.
It wasn't long before everyone was awake. They all noticed Jeff's new expansion. Some didn't say anything about it, some pointed it out.
Overall, jeff was happy about it...
