Ben x Jeff ( Rewrite)

Part Three

Ben couldn't bring himself to pass the border to Zalgo's territory. His mind froze and his body stood extremely shaky, his eyes trailing over the plains of deep red and ashy grey. Memories of the tortures and horrors he had been put through ran through every corner of his brain. The elf fell on his knees in despair, and couldn't stop the tears and sweat rolling down his face. He couldn't, the fear held him back. Ben whimpered and banged his hands on the cold hard ground, wailing again. All he could do, was get up and leave.

The moment when Ben had fled never left the pits of his empty mind. All he would do was be stuck in a trance. No sleep, no eating, just nothing but blank stares. Ben's room had been casted in pure darkness weeks ago, and not had he attempt to even move. He was in guilt and pain, and honestly those two isn't a good combination. The elf refused everyone who felt concerned for his well-being. Hell! For all he knows Jeff is going through worse.

" Ben," a deep, smooth voice entered the elf's head, but he still remained frozen," you need to at least eat. I know your an entity,  but even ghosts needs to eat at one point. You could die." Ben didn't speak, so many emotions ran through his body. He didn't want to eat, nor did he want to move. Eyeless Jack, the man standing in the doorway of Ben's room, sighed and stared at the helpless boy. " Does Jeff really want this?" He asked in a soft whisper state. Ben perked at the name of his crush and glared dangerously at the eyeless man.

" Don't say his name!" Ben yelled in frustration, tears one by one slid down his smooth face." It's my fault! My fault-" the elf's words became mutters and now he sloughed and held his head with his hands. Sobs hit him harsh. And now, his mutters was just an unreadable mess. " Get out!" Ben finally yelled, cocking his angered expression towards EJ. The eyeless man caught the glare and slowly stepped out, standing in front of the closed door for a few seconds. He could clearly hear the crashing and shattering of things, along with a wail. EJ stood frozen at Ben's door, pity held in his non-eyes. He sighed longingly and slowly walked out of the hallway. How could Jeff do this to Ben? This question left Jack in silent anger. He growled under his breath, but quickly inhaled to calm himself down.
Jack entered the kitchen and looked in the fridge. Nothing interesting.  He closed it and cocked his head to see chips. Ben's favorite laid next to the others, not even opened. The masked man sighed, grabbed the bag, and turned sharply. He slowly walked to Ben's room again only to hear nothing. Jack invited himself in and stared blankly at the mess. Ben's cloths was scattered, a lamp and consoles was shattered, and his bed had been flipped. The elf sat in the middle of the mess, tears still rolling down his face. Jack slowly walked to him, sitting down about a foot away.

" Ben, look," Jack brought the chips to Ben's view," it's your favorite chips.  They're not even opened." Ben stole a glance, his stomach growling softly. He connected a gaze with EJ, who pushed the bag farther for Ben to take. The elf slowly took them and weakly popped it open. EJ watched closely as Ben slipped a chip in his mouth. However, after the third chip, Ben couldn't bring himself to chew no more. He placed the chips down and watched EJ.

" They don't taste the same," he whispered, knowing if he talked louder his voice would crack. Jack's heart fell again.

" You should still try to eat," the masked man stated softly. Ben was getting mad by the second, but tried to contain himself.

" If I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat!" Ben snapped harshly, his voice cracking slightly. Jack was taken aback by the elf, and slowly as well got angry. Ben stood up, and allowed his anger to get the better of him." I'm tired of you just trying to take care of me! I can take care of myself! I don't need anyone but Jeff. Why can't you just leave me alone!" Ben's eyes flared to the darkest of red they've ever been, and water slowly started swirling under his feet. Jack pushed himself up and clinched his fist.