School Bus Graveyard Oneshots 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚

Half Infected Aiden [aidlyn]

ೃ⁀➷ Author's Note

HI yall! My new book is here! I hope you guys support it as much as you supported my other books! Also I am going to be slow on updates because I want to concentrate on my other books!!  This oneshot will be inspired by Candani on youtube!! Also TV girl!!!

Warning: Swearing, homicide

🧸ྀི Ashlyn's POV

aiden was on the floor and I was standing over him, my gun in hand. I don't know.. when it happened... why.. how..  but Aiden changed. Aiden Clark the guy who became my first friend. Fuck he even became my best friend, I even recently started catching feelings for the guy. 

He's changed now.

he's changed. He's become.. one of them. His appearance and expression never changed.... only his shadow. Before he killed Ben, Ben told me that he rarely saw him get out of his bedroom.. we never saw him until the clock turned twelve... that was when we saw him.

We were alone, just the two of us. He had killed the rest. Tears welled up in my eyes. Why had he done that? Why did he kill the rest? Why did he not fucking kill me first? Why did he keep telling me that he would always be there if he.. changes? He could kill me right now so why does he not defend himself? Why?

"You mean your actually going to kill me?" he asked. His red eyes seemed to glow for a second. I stopped my tears from falling. I nodded. It would hurt me inside but..

"I mean just that," I answered. He smiled his expression tired but opposed.

"Well. Go ahead." he said. His head twitched to the side and turned him to a black shadow with circles scribbled over his eyes, then it twitched back its head to aiden. His eyes were glowing red.

My eyes were filled with tears that never fell. "I'll do this my own way.." I said trying to look brave and strong... but he knew I wasn't all that. My tears slided down my cheek.

He grinned, "You can't do it, You can't pull the trigger. You can't pull it because-" he said, pausing. My tears fell silently. "You love me.." .

I glared at him, my eyes still pouring tears. He was right... he knew he was right.

"It takes a very brave and a very cold woman to do that, ashlyn. I don't think you can," he said grinning, my tears fell, "Isn't that true?" he asked. My tears just fell. "Isn't that why you're waiting?" he asked.

His head twitched again.

"That isn't true!" I said my eyes filling up with tears yet again. I was lying and he knows I lied.

"Or is it that you want to watch your victim? You want my heart to constrict with agony, my hands to shake, you want me to plead for my life so you can make a generous gesture and spare me!" He said, his voice wasn't like his now, I looked at him in disbelief. My eyes were filled with tears.

"Sorry Ashlyn, but I don't see to be in the mood for prayers tonight," he said. My gun was still raised aiming at his head.

"You don't think I'll do it! That's why you're so brave..." I said. I didn't want to-, "You don't think I'll do it! You won't be so brave otherwise! You're a coward at heart!" I said, I was angry at him... no, no, no, I was sad at him.

"You lied to me! You deceived me! I'm tired of listening to you!" I cried. He promised me our future, where was it now?

"You gave me your heart, Ashlyn! You'd like me to hand it back, whole again.. but I won't," he said. My tears fell. My eyes hurt from the tears but they kept falling.

"You'll look into the faces that passes by, hoping for an instant it brings me back to you... you'll find the moon at night strangely empty because when you call my name through them, there will be no answer. Always your heart will be aching for me and your mind will give you the doubt of consolation, a brave thing!" he said.

"You dare you talk about bravery?" I asked. My mind ached with emotions that filled me. How dare he talk about bravery when that's the thing he avoids best.

"What else do we have to talk about, Ashlyn?" he asked, silence parted his words. My tears fell from my eyes.

"Well rather melodramatic, aren't you? Heh," he said. My brain wandered. Why? How? When? Where? Why? Why was I the only one he didn't kill?

"Why did you not kill me? You can kill me right now-" I asked. I paused as I saw him shake his head.

"I love you!" he answered interrupting me. His head twitched yet again,  my tears fell. "You may as well take my heart, Ashlyn, its already full of you" he said.

"Please go.." my voice was hoarse and raspy. I didn't want his pity. I couldn't handle it. The problem was that he knew.

"What is it? What's wrong my dear?" he asked. His head twitched again.

"You know nothing about me! You only have known me for a few months!" I said. It was true.

"A few months? Ashlyn, I've known you all my life!" he said. I chuckled and steadied my hand.

"All your life?" I answered, my tears fell silently not wanting to go away despite my attempts, "How is that possible?" I asked.

"Whenever I hear beautiful music, I'd think, she'd like that! I've picked flowers, knowing that one day, I'd give them to you..!" He said. My eyes filled with tears as his head twitched, this wasn't him... I wish it was him.

"Stop... Stop... Please stop!" I cried. 

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