Deadly Reflections

Chapter Thirty Five

Blaire's POV

They moved me onto an old rickety examination table, because I could no longer keep myself in a sitting position due to being paralyzed from the neck down. I'm only able to lay here, uselessly while Theo and Jett's evil doppelgänger are out raising hell and who knows what else.

Jett. My Jett. I never got to tell him how I feel. I didn't even get the chance to see him again or find out if they were able to cure him. Just the thought of him has tears spilling down my cheeks. I knew Jett's evil twin was in the room, though I refused to look directly at him. He's been hanging out here for the past couple of hours and it's starting to annoy me, cause he is just sitting around, humming to himself.

"How?" I blurted. He immediately stopped humming. "How what?" He asked, rudely. I inhaled deeply.

"How did he die?" I mumbled. He was quiet for a moment before I heard rustling and footsteps. Soon he stood over me, giving me a blank expression.

"Do you really want to know how I killed him?" He asked, smirking. I just glared at him with red, glossy eyes in hatred towards him. He chuckled.

"As soon as he realized that I was in the room, he attacked me so I fought back. He had claws, I had a katana, but not just any katana. This katana was laced with a special type of wolfsbane. One that kills a werewolf painfully. I cut him up a bit to let the wolfsbane spread throughout his body, before shattering his knee and burying the katana into his abdomen, basically killing him on the spot." He explained, with no emotion whatsoever. By now I was visibly sobbing and I instantly regretted asking. Jett suffered. It wasn't quick, but slow and painful.

"Why did he attack you?" I mumbled. He smiled, eerily.

"He probably recognized the mask I had been wearing." He replied.

"The mask?" I asked, but it quickly hit me. "You're the one who attacked us in the woods that night! You injected Jett with that super human drug! You caused him to start losing his mind!" I sobbed. Now he looked furious. He turned and punched the cement wall, easily creating a massive hole, before turning back to me.

"I lost my mind a long time ago!" He yelled.   Suddenly he gripped the sides of his head in agony and groaned. Suddenly his head snapped up and he looked at me with wide, fearful eyes. Sweat started beating down his face, he looked a bit surprised but there was definitely more terror than anything.

"Blaire?" He asked. My eyes widen slightly. "Jett?" I asked. He looked down at me sadly before shaking his head.

"No, I'm still Joe, sort of." He said. His voice was suddenly softer than before and there was a light in his eyes that reminded me of Jett. He winced in pain and lowered his head, his breathing was quick and heavy like he was fighting something internally.

"Blaire, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I never meant for any of this to happen! The Mirakuru has been controlling me for the past few years! I never wanted this!" He cried. Tears clearly falling down his cheeks. I stared at him in utter confusion. What the hell is happening? The pain seemed hit him again, twice as hard this time, causing a scream to escape from deep within his chest before everything just seemed to stop. The light in his eyes, gone, replaced by darkness. He glared at me and before he could say anything, the sound of a large metal door opening rang throughout the room. Joe turned around and I let out a small sigh of relief. What the hell is wrong with this guy? One minute he's a complete jerk and is putting his fist through a cement wall and the next he's apologizing and crying! Either he's bipolar or he's got some multiple personalities disorder, but there's this unlikely chance that he's being possessed by something, but I'm gonna guess it's one of the first two options.

"Do I even want to know how that happened?" Theo's annoying voice asked.

"Nope." Joe replied. Theo came to stand over me, smiling. He reached out to run his knuckles along my cheek, causing me to squirm, or at least try to squirm away from his touch. He chuckled before turning to face Joe.

"Ready to be a werewolf?" He asked. My eyes widened as Joe gave him a small nod and the two of them exited the room. What the hell were they planning?