House of Night

Chapter Thirty Three

Evan

Marcel was up and going again. He was with Nephthys for a while, learning what the hell to do with the gift he had gotten, getting hit square in the head by a fencing sword. Jon and I were walking hand in hand around the school. I rested my head on his broad shoulder. "I love you." I whispered. I felt his shoulder bounce with a chuckle. "Why are you whispering it?" He whispered back. "Yell to the world." He smiled. If that's what he wants. I got really close to his ear and said, "I LOVE YOU!"  He chuckled and pulled away. I frowned and he pulled back, kissing me, hard. He grabbed my hand again as we started walking. It was awfully quiet. 

Well, I jinxed that faster that flies on shit. I red fledgling chick came over to me. She didn't look like on of the good ones. I could also feel it in my gut. Jon tighten his grip on my hand. "Oh my goddess! High Priest there's been an emergency at the east wall!" The fledgling screamed. I looked at Jon, this was one of his fledglings. I let go of his hand as he walked with the chick. As I turned around to go wait for Jon back at the dorm I ran into Agnetha. "What the fuck? Why are you here?" She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Is that seriously the language a High Priest or Priestess would use? Cool!" The bitch cheered. "Shut up. Now what are you-?" I was cut off by a strong grip on my arm. I tried pushing off but the person was stronger than me. I turned around to meet Luke's bright red eyes. He smiled, showing his small fangs. "What-?" "Don't ask any questions. Babe, get his other side." As they both weakly pulled me away I called the elements, hoping Lui, Brock and David weren't busy. Jon, however, was. 

"Why the hell-?" I was punched in the gut. I glared up at Luke as I hovered low due to the pain. "Welcome." He smiled. We were at the east wall, but that's where Jon was going- Oh no. I walked up onto a stage with Luke and Agnethas' help. On the stage was two ropes, a fucking noose. Why the hell? "Okay, Jackie Chan, get on." Luke pushed me to where I was standing over the little door that would open to my death. Out of the side of my vision I saw a bright blue figure. I nearly screamed when I saw him. Nelson, Apate, and that same damn chick had Jon in chains. "Scream and I'll kill you now." Luke said, getting out a pocket knife. Jon and I met gazes. I gave him the most worried look. He just looked back, and a wave of anger and worry went across my chest. I shook my head. I looked at Agnetha and she saw our gaze. She ran over to me and put my head in her hands. Her dry lips met mine. After she pulled away I spit out anything I ate in the last day or two. I heard chains rattling and screaming. I looked over at Jon. Agnetha stepped back with Luke and started making out with him. "That was your revenge Johnny boy." Luke said to a Donkey Kong looking Jon. His chest heaving with every pissed off breath. 

In the distance I saw a few figures walking our way. Oh goddess, I hoped it was David, Lui and Brock. But I was wrong... totally wrong. It was Craig and Tyler, walking together hand in hand. I wanted to scream, tell them to go away, far away, but I didn't want to give them away. They kept walking, Tyler finally met my glance. He started running towards us. I shook my head, back and forth, back and forth. Luke found Tyler and started running towards him- "STOP!" Nelson screamed, and with a little flick of his finger he threw a dark tendril towards Tyler. I screamed, but someone elses' scream was louder than mine. I looked over at Craig, he was running over to Tyler, and he... jumped. Everything happening so slow. Tyler showing his chest, but Craig jumping in and the tendril going through his small chest. His blood, splattered all over Tyler behind him. His glasses, broken on the ground. To end it all, a 'umph' in the grass. I heard sobbing, and looked at Jon. I noticed I was crying too. Our crying was covered up by Tyler's screams in pain and loss...

Over Tyler's screams, more screams came. No, they're more like battle screams. In the distance I saw six people running towards us. Marcel, Brian, Brock, David, Lui, and Nephthys. They had to get here fast because- "Hurry up!" Nelson shouted. The rope was put around my neck first. I heard Jon's sobs get heavier and louder. I slowly cried to myself as I heard them having trouble with getting Jon over the little door and on a rope.  "I love you Jonathan Dennis." I said as I turned my head as much as I could to see his beautiful face. The bright blue eyes and the almost buzz cut sandy, brown hair. He turned and met my gaze. 

Jonathan

"I love you Evan Fong." I said as I looked as far as this fucking rope would let me to look at his wonderful face. The dark brown eyes and the faux hawk hair style, like from Grand Theft Auto online, with the jet black color. I saw the rest of our friends running to us. Brian and Marcel stopped at Tyler and Craig. I could feel my eyes burning, I haven't cried like this in a long time, and it'd probably be my last time. Evan and I held our gaze. The best we could do is stare at each other romantically till we were dead, hanging like meat sacks. I mean I haven't thought about it much, but we'll just be able to go into the Otherside. And live happily there, and remember were we first found love. Our love. And where I proposed my oath to him. But to this day I'll know, I cleared my throat to say it out loud to everyone. Before I spoke I saw the guys pick up their pace, knowing I was doing something stupid. "You could be bi, trans, lesbian, gay, straight, pan, black, white, Asian, but no matter what! There will always be love! Always!" And with that, a smiling Evan, Luke pulled a leaver. I heard the opening of the little doors under us and I felt the flooring drop below me. 

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