Chapter 13

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Jon's POV:
I went back to Sark's after I got done with Ohm. I'm not gonna lie, it was kinda hard killing him. We were kinda friends but not really.

"Jon! You're back. How'd it go?" Sark smiled, practically jumping up and down.

"It was fine. Can I leave now?"

"Not just yet. I have one more job for you then you're free." He smiled the biggest smile I've ever seen.

Annoyed, I asked "What is it?"

"Get rid of your beloved Evan."

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Evan's POV:
Twenty five times I've called Jonathan. Where the hell could he be? There was nowhere he'd go.

I called Tyler, "I'm coming back. Maybe you were right." He mumbled an 'okay' as I hung up and walked back down the sidewalk toward my house. My mom wasn't home, she was stuck at work until tomorrow afternoon.

I walked through the front door and found Tyler sitting on the couch playing video games.

He said, "We can look for him more tomorrow. I've gotta get home." He smiled as he shut off the games and got up from the couch and grabbed his jacket. He left, and I sat back down onto the couch and turned on some tv. Trying to get Jon off my mind.

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Jon's POV:
"W-what? No! I'd never do that!"

"You will if you don't want your secret getting out." Me responded.

"Share my secret! I don't fucking care anymore. I'm not killing Evan. Never."

"Jon. I know what gets you going. You go crazy when someone just says one word. I know everything about you. You can't hide it forever. Show Evan who you really are! Embrace it!"

"Stop!" I yelled grabbing my head. I was slipping.

"There aren't many people like you Jonathan. Show your true self to the world! Rule them! And I'll be there right beside you, as your sidekick." He smirked. He was crazy! But then again so was I.

"Jon, we can be rich! Once certain people are gone, we can take their money. Forget about your friends! We don't need them." He was trying to convince me to go insane again. I was on the edge of insanity. But..we can't stay sane forever.

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Evan's POV:
I got a knock on my door as Pluto Nash came on the tv. I shut it off and walked to the door.

"Jon." I said as I opened it.

"Evan." He responded as he hugged me.

"Where've you been? I've looked everywhere for you."

"I just was walking around. No need to get worried, babe." He smiled and kissed my cheek. Jonathan never called me 'babe'.

"Since when do you call me babe?" I scoffed.

"Since now." He said sternly. 

"Woah, Jon what's wrong? Are you sure you're okay?"

He reached in his pocket and pulled out a knife and put it close to my waist. "I said I was fine."

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