The Show Must Go On (Jaythan)

Death Grip

Nathan's POV

I sat down at the piano after a long day, sighing in exhaustion. I just wanted to play.

I chose The World Is Mine by Alex Day. {I LOVE THAT SONG GO LISTEN TO IT!}

My fingers danced across the keys as I sang, pouring all of my emotions into the song. I missed Jay so much.

"The earth is spinning but my feet are standing still

And the wind is biting but I'm fighting off the chill

I don't know anything

So lets pretend for just one minute

The world, the world, the world, the world,

The world is mine, but you're not there."

I slammed the keys angrily, desperately wanting Jay's company. I wanted to hear anything. His laugh. His voice. His footsteps. Please. Anything.

"I'd trade in the world for you," I finished, letting my glistening tears fall across the ivory. I buried my face in my hands and let the sobs rack my body.

"Where are you, Jay? Wake up, please."

Jay's POV

The beast gets louder all the time. I think I have to face it. Kill it, do something. Then I can escape from here. See this Mystery Boy again.

I stood up and felt my way along the invisible wall. I guided myself through the darkness, towards the terrible animal in here with me.

It felt like I'd been walking a long time. Where was it?

Then I felt it.

Hot breath on my face.

I cried out and leapt back. The animal glowed very faintly, so I could just make out some of the details.

I laughed to myself.

It was a unicorn.

The creature snarled and suddenly unicorns didn't look so innocent.

Its teeth were long and sharp, like that of a shark. Its eyes glowed red and its horn was dangerously pointy. It kicked the dirt and knelt its head, preparing to charge.

I ran away, but I heard it chasing me.

Mystery Boy, please help me!

I felt myself get tackled by the beast. I rolled over and pushed its tearing jaws away. I clawed at its neck, cutting into the skin and tearing. It cried out in pain and suddenly had a human voice.

It was the voice of Mystery Boy.

I wanted desperately to let go. I couldn't hurt my Mystery Boy. But I found myself unable to remove my hand.

I'm sorry for hurting you. Please help me.

Nathan's POV (parallel to Jay's POV)

I gathered myself together and went to go visit Jay. I sat down beside his bed and clasped his hand tightly.

His leg started twitching. It was gone soon after. I dismissed it.

"Hi, Jay," I said. "I miss you so much. Please come back soon. I don't know if I can hold up much longer like this."

Suddenly, Jay dug his nails into my hand. I cried out and tried to pull away, but I couldn't free myself from his grip. A nurse rushed in.

"What happened?" she asked frantically.

"He has a death grip on my hand!" I replied, showing her. She tried to pry his fingers apart, but he wouldn't let go. I hissed in pain as his nails dug in, drawing blood.

"I need someone in here!" she shouted.

A medical team charged in. They worked long and hard and finally removed my hand from Jay's grip. I stumbled backwards, crying at the mess of my hand. His nails had raked along my delicate skin, tearing and clawing. My hand was covered in blood and it hurt like hell.

They rushed me off to a separate room to fix it. But all my thoughts were bent on Jay.

What caused him to do that? Why did he suddenly respond?

Why did he hurt me?

{A/N Haaaaaay guys! So, I have to end this story soon as well. Afterwards, I'm planning on Johnlock and Phan, maybe some Cherimon and Kickthestickz. We'll see.

Thanks for reading! Xx ~Pickles}