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Destruction

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DESTRUCTION

  That's when I snapped. My heart rate was speeding up, I couldn't talk, I couldn't think, I just couldn't take it. Then I lost it. I thrashed, I kicked, I pushed, I even bit. All while screaming my head off saying “No, NO, NO!!!!!” At the top of my lungs.

   I finally wiggled away slowly crawling toward Jaylen. My body trembling. It was obvious that Jaylen had read my mind. He started to growl at Bryce, who was growling himself. “Why the fuck would you do that to her!” Jaylen said. “I can't control what I feel, and you know that! So why'd you rub it in my face on the mountain! All you've done is put everyone in danger! Including Mo,” he said it like he had already one. I knew what he was doing, he wanted to get back at Jaylen. But if he got to him, Jaylen might snap back at him and make Bryce too mad. Which will put everyone in danger.

  “Well at least she was on the mountain with me. I mean, why would she be with you anyway? I mean, we both saw how she crawled away from you a second ago, that just says it all,” that was enough to do it, it sounds like I'm being selfish, but I'm not. I'm being honest.

   His eyes immediately turned black, and I knew it was over. His body suddenly turned gold, bright enough to blind me. I looked away. Then the light faded. And he was gone. I got up. “Are you crazy!? Why would you lead him on like that! Do you know what you've done?!” I yelled at Jaylen. “Listen, I'm sorry. We have to get down there in time,” he said urgently. But I was tired, tired of everyone carrying my weight, I can carry my own. I ran off towards town, not taking a second glance. I knew Jaylen would follow me, but I didn't care. All I know is that I have to stop him. Before it's too late.

   I was so close to town that I could see the street lights and I could hear the honking horns. Actually, there was a lot of honking. And that light, that bright light. It wasn't streetlight. It was fire. I broke through the trees to see something that I never thought he was capable of. Something incredible. The whole city was practically destroyed. The buildings were on fire, the street signs were torn down and shredded, the sidewalk was beaten and cracked, and the windows of houses were broken.

   There were police everywhere trying to keep everyone calm. A lot of cars looked like they were, no, they looked like they were thrown? I saw microwaves, refrigerators, shower tubs, and even beds were thrown out the windows and into the street. It looked like a tornado hit this place. No, worse. This was insane, and so was he. Crash! I flinched at the sound of a broken window. I saw a washing machine crash onto the ground and I saw the people go crazy. When I looked up, I saw him. But he was floating!? I never knew he could that. How can he do that?! He spotted me and my heart stopped. I stared at him in awe as he dropped down hard on the ground. When he reached the ground, he slammed his fist into the earth hard enough to make the ground shake, and it did. He looked up and I saw his black eyes and his long fangs, threatening me. He got up slowly making everyone coward in fear. He walked toward me slowly.

   My heart pounded so loud that I could barely hear myself think. I clenched and unclenched my fists, ready to take on the beast, the true beast. He got closer and closer until he was about a foot away. I saw no emotion in his eyes, I saw nothing but darkness. He got even closer to me. He got so close that I could feel his breath running chills down my neck.  He leaned in close to my ear. “You should have picked me instead,” he said softly but dangerously. I shook in fear. “Well I'm glad I picked him over you,” I said testing him. I instantly regretted it. He looked at me with those black eyes, ready to kill me.

   He quickly grabbed my shoulders and squeezed them hard. He got really, really close to me and gave me a smirk smile. “Not for long,” he said to me. I expected the worst, but it never came. Just a voice, a familiar one. “Hey. Get your hands off my girl,” the voice said. Bryce turned around and saw Jaylen, with the same black eyes as Bryce.

Isn't black eyes some kind of disease. Probably not healthy but who cares!? Other than doctors of course.