Chapter 21 (Picture of Jason)

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Grayson's POV
  I walk down the stairs when I hear Zane talking to someone.
"Zane? Who's there?" I ask walking up behind him. Crap. Standing there, eyes narrowed in fury, is Braylon.
Before I can say anything she stomps over to me and slaps me hard on the face.
A stinging sensation spreads through my cheek and my eyes widen, staring in shock at Braylon. She's fuming, teeth clenched and eyes filled with rage.
Anger fills me when I feel the welt she left on my cheek. I crack me neck and stalk towards her. All the anger and hurt that I've had for the past couple of days goes into the punch that I throw at her jaw.
I don't care. I don't feel anything. All I see is red. I let out a yelp when she punched me back in the nose. A crack fills the air and I blink. The pain is searing but that makes me even more mad.
I forgot that she took lessons on fighting when she dodged my next punch. I grit my teeth. I grab her and pin her against the wall. She squirms but I squeeze her arms tighter, leaving bruises.
She kicks me in my man parts and I let go. She tackles me to the floor and sits on my arms.
I look into her eyes and automatically feel guilty. In her eyes is anger, hurt, pain, longing and sadness. She's breathing heavy. Her eyes glaze over as she talks to me.
"I was only coming to ask you how have you been. But since you want to be such a douche, I'm gonna leave." She gets up and walks to the door.
I scramble up and run after her. "Braylon wait."
She stops and turn around.
"No Grayson, maybe Braydon was right. I didn't believe it at first, but how you just acted, maybe you did do it."
She glances at Zane, who is standing there in utter shock.
"Don't come home Grayson. Don't even come to school, because I don't want to see you." Her voice cracks and she wipes her cheeks.
"Braylon, we're twins. We're supposed to stay together, through everything." I say, a knot in my throat.
"You know what, Grayson, we are supposed together through everything. I did my part by coming here. But if you did yours, you would have known that Jason is back."
She shakes her head and a couple tears fall on to the floor.
"But, obviously you don't, judging my the look on your face." It's true, I didn't even know.
"I love you Grayson, I really do. I gotta go. Goodbye."
She touched her two fingers, the pointer and the middle, to her lips, touches her heart and points them at me.
Before I can do the same, she leaves and closes the door.
I stand there for a few minutes before Zane takes my arm and pulls me into the kitchen.
   He pushes me down on the chair and simply states at me.
  He pulls a first aid kit from under the counter and opens it.
   "That was completely unnecessary you know." He takes a cloth and rubs rubbing alcohol on it.
   I sigh and nod. "Yeah but I couldn't hold it back. I was gonna blow up sooner or later and it happened to be sooner and on Braylon." I hiss when he dabs my lip.
  "Don't lick you lips." He wipes the blood from my nose.
"She's hurt." He finishes and puts the kit away.
"Do you think she will talk to me?" I ask him.
He looks at me blankly. "Honestly, probably not anytime soon. But I do think you should go to school tomorrow."
I groan. "I don't want to."
He snorts. "Too bad"

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Braylon's POV
I pull away from Aaron out of breath. "No more."
He looks at me and whines.
"Maybe later." I wiggle by eyebrows at him and chuckle.
He huffs and grabs my hand.
We walk along the sidewalk. I feel like eyes are looking at me. I turn around and look and I see Karlee coming out of a store, staring at me.
I look into her eyes and she pulls out her phone and sends a text.
I keep walking. "Aaron walk faster."
He speeds up. "Why?"
I move my legs faster. "Just keep walking."
I turn around again and cry out in fear when I see Jason. He's about 5 yards behind us. He smirks at me.
I pull my hand out of Aaron's and take off.
"Hey! Braylon wait!" Aaron's footsteps pound on the ground behind me.
He comes next to me.
"Braylon? Why are we sprinting?" He says in between breaths.
I don't answer for a few minutes. I don't know how to explain this to him.
Before I can tell him, he grabs my arm and pulls me to a stop.
I yank my arm out of his grip.
"Let go of me." I'm breathing heavy.
"Braylon." He grabs my shoulders. "Why were we running?"
My heart starts beating faster.
"Because Jason is following us."
I stare at him. His face is blank. "Who's Jason?"
"Jason." I only say it once.
His eyes widen. "Oh. Where is he?"
I grit my teeth in frustration. "That's the problem! I don't know anymore. You pulled us to a stop when we were running away from him."
I turn and walk next to a building. Once I pass the corner, a pair hands grab my arms. I scream.
"Braylon!" I hear Aaron shout for me, running around the corner.
I look up to see Jason's face smiling down at me.
  "Gotcha." He snarls down at me, then hits me on the head with something.
  I don't hear anything. Nothing. Not even Aaron calling out to me.
  It's all dark and the darkness is calling to me. I make one last decision of my consciousness.
   I fall into the arms of the darkness.

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So sorry I didn't update last Friday!! I completely forgot.!
But I have a feeling you'll get another one very soon.
   Anyway, at this thing I go to, I made 3 kids cry.
  I shouldn't be saying it was funny but it was. Ok so here's the first one.
   We were playing tag and someone tripped over me and fell on his face.
  The next one I hit a little girl in the stomach with a dodgeball, on accident of course.
  The last one we were playing a game called tweener and you always have to keep you legs open. (Not that way you dirty people)
  Her legs were closed and I said, "Joy, you have to keep your legs open the whole time." She ran off and started crying.
  Am I a bad person for thinking it's funny?
  Anyway,
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