ASHTON'S POV-
"Asylum food sucks. It's like prison food only.... Worse."
"You've been to prison?"
"Oh yeah, blondie."
"What for?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes."
"While you're eating?"
"Yes?"
"Let's just say this pasta is much better than the raw bleeding hunk of human flesh I bit off of th...."
"Jared!"
My heart hammering wildly in my chest I looked between Jared and Jess as we all sat gathered around the dining room table.
Smirking, Jared licked the corner of his lip before reaching down and wiping his hands on the orange jumpsuit he wore.
"I see you're doing well for yourself Jessie." He said, taking Calum's glass and taking a long sip, "You're a regular rich person....I bet you have that shit made up of dried up flowers and old pinecones old fancy farts keep in their bathroom."
"Potpourri?" she questioned.
"Bless you."
"No...I...never mind."
Folding her hands on the table, Jess looked down at her lap.
"So....Jared." Michael said slowly, "What is it that you're doing here exactly."
"Visiting my favorite sister." He replied.
"I'm your only sister." Jess whispered.
"Well fuck Helen I see." Jared laughed.
Wincing, Jess hastily looked down again.
"She's dead Jess, she still existed."
"Can you drop it?" Jess snapped, "Please."
Holding his hands up in surrender, Jared nodded then changed the subject, "How's Gee doing? He and Mikey still touring with that shity band?"
"They weren't shitty." Jess muttered.
"Weren't? As in past tense?"
"They broke up."
"Pity."
"You don't care."
"You know me so well."
Jess frowned.
"I'm sorry." Michael said slowly, "But you just said Gee... like Gerard and Mikey like the Gerard and Mikey... from My chemical...."
"Bromance." Jared interrupted in a mimiky voice, "That band was gay as shit, no offense Jess."
Again, Jess frowned.
"Are you a MCR fan?" Michael demanded eagerly.
"Hell no." Jared laughed, "They're my brothers."
"What?" Michael yelped.
"Gerard and Mikey." Jared said slowly, "Jess and I are they're siblings.... "
"You and Je...Jess is Jesus! You're related to THE WAY BROTHERS?"
"I just said that." Jared muttered, wiping his food covered mouth on his sleeve, "Jesus man did you drop out of school or something?"
"I graduated!" Luke announced proudly.
"Good for you blondie." Jared replied, "No one gives a shit."
Looking hurt, Luke looked down.
"Do you have to be so mean?" Jess demanded.
"I do actually." Jared sighed, "Have you ever tried being nice? That shit is exhausting, smiling all the time, the fake ass voice you have to use, pretending to like people you hate? I'd rather be a happy dick then a miserable fake prick."
"Why did you never tell me that you're related to the Gerard Way?" Michael whined, turning to Jess.
"It never came up." Jess mumbled.
"Never came up my ass." Jared laughed, "You were hiding it. I can't wait to find out what else she's hidden from you?"
"Nothing." Jess hissed.
Jared cocked an eyebrow.
"Why would you hide that?" Michael yelped, "They're like.... Gods!"
"And what else would you hide?" Luke pressed.
Smirking, Jared wiped his fingertips rather obnoxiously on the table cloth, "She's a witch. Surprise you mud bloods."
"Really?" Luke yelped.
"No...Luke." Charlie sighed, rolling her eyes.
"I like you." Michael informed Jared, "I like him, the guy can work Harry Potter references seamless into conversation."
Smirking, Jared shrugged.
"So why are you here exactly?" Luke asked, turning to him, "Did Michael invite you to the say goodbye to Jess party?"
"Luke!" Michael shouted.
"Sorry, not goodbye." Luke amended, "See you later...Unless she goes to hell or you go to hell and she goes to heaven, then you'd never see eacho...."
Rolling her eyes, Charlie picked up a breadstick and crammed it in Luke's mouth.
"What the heck is he talking about?" Jared demanded, seeming confused.
"Nothing." Jess muttered.
"Jess has cancer." Luke answered for her.
Immediately Jared's face fell, however was quickly replaced by an indifferent smirk, "You don't say? I thought the baldness was a fashion choice, thought maybe you wanted to sew the snake back on so to speak."
Letting out a mix between a laugh and a couch, Calum spit water across the table.
"Is there any particular reason why you're being such a dick?" Jess grumbled.
"Yes actually." Jared chuckled, "You locked me up bitch."
Alarmed, I watched as he rose to his feet, licking the corner of his lips in a snake like mannor, "For YEARS I rotted in that tiny cell in a straight jacket while you pranced around like the little princess you wish you were and why? BECAUSE OF YOU!"
Jess flinched.
"I DID EVRYTHING FOR YOU!" Jared roared, "AND HOW DID YOU REPAY ME? BY STABBING ME IN THE BACK!"
"I-I-I'm sorry." Jess stammered.
"Oh it's too fucking late for apologies." Jared laughed before pulling a very sharp, very rusty knife out of his pocket.
"Woah!" Michael shouted.
"I think it's only fair that I repay the favor." Jared sneered.
"Jared please!" Jess whispered, rising to her feet.
Smirking, Jared shook his head and then he was lunging forward across the table. Crying out, I watched as Michael stood up and dove to stand infront of her, as did Charlie, and Luke. Unsure of where to look I watched as the dagger disappeared, then reappeared stained crimson, then disappeared again. And then a candle was falling, the tablecloth was going up in smoke and with it, Michael's head.
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