What Lovely Kidneys You Have (An Eyeless Jack P.O.V & Romance)

17 - Slaughter Party? I'll Invite Jeff.

This chapter is long. And bloody.

-staypunky

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How long has it been since I've eaten anything? Wasn't sure.

The sun kept rising and falling over the horizon, over and over again and I had been too lazy to count or keep track of the days that passed. Was it that I was lazy, or just depressed, lost in my own thoughts that seemed to go on for hours and hours until the next thing I knew, another sunset had arrived and promptly after that, another sunrise?

It was idiotic really, to be so lost in whatever was going through my mind, yet whenever I thought of possibly getting up and moving on with my life, a pair of purple speckled eyes would burn into my memory and I'd be forced into a dormant position again, simply watching the sky or the ground, or whatever there was really to watch. I'd travel around a little at times, like go from tree branch to tree branch, or maybe even a roof or two and just sit, but I hardly ever went anywhere. It wasn't that I felt psychically ill, but emotionally and my chest sharpened at the memory of how she looked at me... how afraid she was.

And why did it matter to me? It wasn't as if I had fallen for her which I knew I hadn't, and it wasn't as if my ego was completely smashed upon. No, what had me seeing gray clouds overhead my psyche was that she had once promised that she cared for me, in whatever sense that might've been, but now, I doubted she held that same opinion. If you care for someone, you accept all that they are, right? Well, perhaps not. And perhaps I had been blinded by her childish, heart-warming ways. I figured she truly would smile or even roll her eyes at how idiotic it was for me to hide myself from the world, but she proved to me that what I was afraid of was all too real, and that keeping myself concealed truly was the way to go about the rest of my miserable, lonely life.

I had become something that man fears, and the bible curses.

There was so light in my world, and that's the way the universe would have it...

"You aren't seriously still up here, are you?"

I wasn't even fazed by the voice that came from slightly above me as I kept my head leaned against the trunk of the tree, my legs dangling over the branch. The day was slowly pulling into nightfall as the sun began to set over the horizon and I had been up in this tree for, who knows how long.

"The silent treatment, huh?" He questioned with a small chuckle as he climbed down from a branch higher up before seating himself next to me, watching me with those ever-attentive eyes of his.

A sigh escaped my lips as he continued to watch me, only bringing annoyance to my tone, "Leave."

"And, do what? Go find another tree to sit in for the rest of my life like the love-sick creature I am? No thank you Jack, I have better things to do," he said before reaching his hand out to remove my mask, but I flinched away on impulse, pushing his hand from me.

Anxiety had crawled into my gut, "Don't."

He gave me a curious look before shaking his head, a small laugh of pity on his lips, "You showed her, didn't you? That idiotic girl who you swore was simply a victim, given a small rain check?"

"This is none of your concern, Jeff."

"Says the stalker of a life-time," he shot back, having a point, "I remember saying almost the exact same words to you during the time of my own useless fling."

I wished I could roll my eyes, "That girl was deceiving you."

"Yeah, I figured that one out," he muttered, looking to the sky for a moment, lost in his thoughts before he spoke again, "Do you think it's possible that we are more human than we are lead on to believe?"