Twisted

Teresa

**JESSE DIDN'T DIE IM SORRY FOR ME BEING A RETARD-.-**

Valerio's POV;

I run to the deep far end of the woods behind my house, these woods run for miles and miles behind every other house I know. I stop under my favorite tree and start climbing it.

''It's funny seeing you here.'' Her voice sends chills down my spine. It was Teresa.

I jump down, ''What do you want?'' My hands turn into fists and I start to grit my teeth.

''You know exacly what my question is and why i'm here, why are you still asking?''

She got me on that one. I didn't respond.

''Just in case you forgot, we still have a deal going on.''

''I didn't forget that!'' I snap.

''Then where is Dr.J's fucking tomb stone?!''

''I told you, i'm not killing anyone anymore.''

She smiled, ''That's cute.'' Teresa starts to laugh under her breath, ''You make one mistake and you go soft.''

''That's not even what ha-''

''Oh really? Well subject 7 told me about you visits to a mental hospital with that little angel ex-girlfriend of yours. Care to explain, Valerio?''

I didn't answer. She would just twist my words and drive me into a corner.

''That's what I thought.'' She turns around but before taking a step she snickers, ''I'll give you one more chance.''

I watch her walk away, slowly my hands loosen up.

Back when I was only about 14, I ran away from home. Now that's an even longer story, but i'm not telling a soul about it. Anyways, I lived on the street for a week before Teresa found me. She actually helped me out but on one condition, I would do anything she says. Anything. That's how I started the murders. I admit that I screwed up on Aaron. He was innocent. Also the fact that it hurt Kitty made me feel horrible. I apologized a million times but that doesn't change the fact that I hurt someone that I care about. It's not like they ignore me. I'm just wondering how they could still even talk to me.

I sigh and bring out my earbuds, music calms me down in situations like this.

''I'm glad you're not doing that anymore.''

I sigh not surprised, ''How long have you been listening, Aaron?''

''Long enough.'' He said.

''I-I'm sorry. About everything.''

He laughs, ''I told you, you don't have to keep saying that.''

I laugh awkwardly, ''Right.

''So who's Dr.J, if that's not too personal.''

''Oh, it's fine. Um, I was supposed to kill him instead of you.'' I swallow hard.

''You confused a doctor with me?!'' He furrows his eyebrows with a fake smile.

''No, no! Dr.J isn't a real doctor. No one really knows his real name, but somehow he got the name Dr.J assigned to him. He owed Teresa money for a year now and she wants him dead.''

''She's a violent one.'' Aaron whispers.

I nod, ''So anyways, where's Jason? I haven't seen him since yesterday.''

''That's why i'm here, he wants us to meet him at the hospital for Jesse.''

I nod, ''How long has it been?''

''I-I'm not sure, about a month.''

I nod again. Poor Jesse.

''Before I forget, did you see Karen today?''

I nod.

His eyes softened, ''How is she doing?''

''She's strong, but the trip to Michigan is freaking her out.'' I sigh.

He nods and looks at the floor, ''Oh okay.''

Karen's POV;

I stare horrified at what I just witnessed. My body tried to run away but legs suddenly didn't work.

A boy had died right in front of me. The worst part is that he reminded me of Jesse from his face.

I stood stiff, staring at the lifeless body just a few inches away. Blood was everywhere, a guy with a black mask had beaten him with a bat.

A doctor burst into the torture room, ''What is this girl doing in here?? She's supposed do be going to Michigan in less than two days, I want her alive.''

All I do is stare. My whole body went numb.

The doctor doesn't wait for an answer and he grabs my arm and pulls me to the door of the room I am in. She lets go of me and locks the room again behind me.

''Y-you have blood all over yourself.'' Isabella mutters alert.

I didn't respond. Instead I walk slowly to my corner and slowly drop to the ground. My hands catch my attention, it was all over my palms, little dots of red blood.

There must have be more because Molly and Isabella looked at me like a murderer.

''You're shaking..'' Molly whispers concerned.

A shiver runs down my spine, ''I watched a boy die.''

They gasped.

I bring my knees to my chest, he reminded me so much of Jesse that I could tell it was somehow really him.

That's not possible right?

That's right, it's not. Jesse is an angel. Angels can't die. I repeated that a few times in my head, but either way, watching him die affected me.