Falling Apart

Chapter 15

"How can someone so heartless love one person so much?" I asked eventually as the adrenaline began leaving my body and the pain started returning.

"Because. You are so stubborn that instead of turning into a human which should've happen long ago, or dying, you choose to help everyone else around you before you became yourself." Jeff said quietly. His breathes became shallow an his heart beat more faint.

"I am myself."

"No, your a twisted version of who you really are." He whispered.

"I'm who I really am when I'm with you." I stated.

"That's not a very good thing at the moment." He chuckled and started coughing spraying my face with little blood droplets. I looked down and realized there has been blood pooling from underneath him this whole time, and my hand has been in it.

"No. No. Stay with me. Just focus on my voice just don't leave me. Please." I begged with tears overflowing my eye.

"I won't leave you." He said.

"Listen to me Jeffery, you better listen to me. You better believe that you will make it. Because I need you. I need you like I need air to breath and blood to spill. I need you. Don't you dare die on me." I cried. Tears dripping down my cheek.

"Stop crying. I can't stand it when you cry." He whispered wiping away my years gently.

"But crying is just an affect of you being around." I laughed.

"But usually that's a good thing, because they're in pain. But I don't want you in pain." He breathed.

"Stop it! Stop it now! Just stop it!" I cried leaning my head into his chest.

"You know you can take off that eyepatch now right?" He asked lightly petting my hair.

"What?" I mumbled into his hard abs. Can I say WOAH!

"Just do it." He said softly.

"No."

"Please."

"No."

"For me." I lifted my head and took my eyepatch off. My vision was still blurry as hell but I could see from both eyes. BOTH eyes. Maybe that's why I feel like my limbs are being torn apart and all my bones are slowly being broken again. And there is blood everywhere and it's not affecting me.

"Oh." I laughed hysterically. "Look at that!" I laughed. And blacked out instantly. Just right there in the middle of laughing.

-Later-

"What do we say when she wakes up?"

"Don't tell her! Not yet! I mean look at her."

"So she's human, who cares.

"She won't remember anything."

"How do we know?"

"Just shut up. She just moved."

Damn it. Stupid hand. I opened my eyes to a dim room. Smelled musty. Must be the basement at the house. I sat correcting my suspicions. But how did I get here?

"Rag- Clare?" Jane asked hesitantly.

"Don't call me that." I growled jumping off the bed thing I was on.

"Ragdoll then, are you ok?" Jane sounded like she was talking to Sally.

"I'm fine. Where's Jeff." I demanded instantly.

"You shouldn't be walking. You should get-"

"Where's Jeff." I demanded a second time.

"We didn't expect you to have an memory of that." Jane said softly.