Feel My Heart Stop Beating (SkyMU)

Chapter 8

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-Jason's POV-

I can't believe it.

It happened again.

I, Jason Stokes, was raped twice.

Twice.

I buried my face in my hands and massaged my temples.

He could have killed me.

He could have killed me.

He could have killed me.

I have never truly felt such hopelessness and despair. The night air bit my skin and whipped my hair. Nothing was going right, and Adam would never be able to find me.

-Adam's POV-

I jumped in the car, starting the engine.

I was going to find Jason.

The rain started to pour down on the windshield, creating almost a wall of water I could barely see through. The smell of wet pavement hit me as I rolled down the window and stuck my head out, not caring if I got my curly hair soaked.

"JASON!" I screamed at my voice's capacity.

Of course, nothing. Silence. I turned the corner I thought Jason had gone down. I passed row after row of alleys, until spotting one with an old blanket.

I felt the need to stop the car, and I did.

I got out and searched around.

"Lookin' fur a cute boy that came 'round here?" a raspy voice rang through the rain.

I spun around, meeting a gruesome sight. A man in his mid-forties with gray beard stubble and stringy gray hair. His limbs were sticks, his eyes belonged to that of a wolf. I shivered.

"If yur a little cold, com'n over heer and I can'a make you warm," the homeless man rasped, shuffling towards me.

"I don't know what you did to Jason, but just stay away from me," I stated, slightly shaken.

"Aha, perty AND brave, eh? Hehe. Jason's that boy's name? I wish id'a asked before I stabbed 'em in the chest and watched the light go outta his eyes," he continued with a coughing fit that I supposed as laughter.

"You son of a bitch! You couldn't have! My boyfriend isn't dead!" I screamed as the rain hammered down on my shoulders.

"Perty, brave, gay...them's endless. But, as mama said, 'Gays are worthless. We were not designed to love another gender.' and that's exactly what I did. And do you know what happened tuh me af'er I turned gay? Thas right.. eheehe... everyone I loved died! Becaus'a me! Ehhehee!" His eyes were bulging and spit dribbled down his chin.

He's insane. I was truly terrified, confused, and...Jason. He was probably dead.

No, Adam, no. You're not a mental psychopath. Calm down.

He pulled out a knife.

The one he stabbed Jason with.

"D-d'ya know what I did to yah boyfriend? B-before I killed 'em of course."

I will slit his throat if it's the last thing I do.

Charging at him, I went in for his knife hand, but he slit my upper arm. I cried out.

Seeing red, I kicked him hard in the shin. He stumbled, giving me the advantage to further kick him in the stomach. He doubled over, and I knocked him unconcious, still bruising him to where he wouldn't be able to get up when he comes to.

I hope he never wakes up.

I continued down the road, desperately screaming Jason's name.

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