Chapter 6

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Evan POV.

A week into Pax East, and I felt... off.
"Hey guys, something doesn't seem right. Mind if we cut this short." They said it was fine, so I left. I tried texting Del, but he wouldn't answer me. I boarded the next plane to florida, and I tried again, but no replie. Worried, I went to sleep.

~~~~~~~magical time skip of magical shit~~~~~~~~

Jonathan POV.

I cut again, I started to distance myself from Evan. I couldn't take it anymore. So I grabbed my knife and went to chilleds place. I knocked on his door and stepped inside. I pushed him up against a wall and screamed "Make it FUCKING stop. I will kill you if you don't." He just laughed and said "Kill me, but know that I don't give a fuck, not since you took my Adam." I slit his throat and watched him with in pain. I slid down the wall and closed my eyes behind my mask. My mask had always saved me from showing my face. My eyes were all I liked to show.After that, I went to the house, cut my wrist and let the darkness consume me just as The front door opened and I heard Evan call my name with panic.

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