Lone (BxB)

Chapter 5

I needed to go for a walk. Jason has acted really strangely, and I couldn't stop thinking about what he meant when he said that he wished he could tell me something... Does he want my help?

I was too stressed to think about what to wear, so I just walked in my school clothes, which wasn't the best idea because now my top is kinda cold. I brought with me Jason's sweatshirt that he left behind.... Maybe I can find him. If he lives nearby, I can return this to him and maybe find out what's wrong....

It's so cold outside... Now I'm starting to remember one of the reasons I stopped running... because the only time I ever felt like it was when it was the winter... and the winter is so freaking cold! My ears feel like wanting to shatter!

As bad as his sweatshirt smelled, I needed something to keep my head from freezing off. I slipped it on hastily and pulled the hood over as fast as I could. I didn't realize how cool it looked until I put it on. A dark purple sweatshirt that was oddly fitting and snug with a really soft and furry inside... Ah... I could stand out here in the cold all day with this sweatshirt on...

After I lived in lala land from the warmth of this sweatshirt, I started to get a headache. I opened my eyes, and I could see something emanating from Jason's sweatshirt. A... dark white scent? I don't know how else to describe it... It's definitely a white trail, but it seems so dark... and it's not exactly a path so much as an instinct where I'm picking up some sort of scent through... my eyes? That doesn't make sense. That's what a nose is for... So then why can I see what I should be smelling? Something must be wrong with my head...

I try rubbing the temples of my forehead as long as where my third eye would be to alleviate the pain or at least ameliorate the problem just a bit. My head feels a bit better, but my eyes feel like they're boiling again... what's with my boiling eyes and these hallucinations? First, they flashed and made me somehow defeat Ryan. Then, they helped me keep Jason from killing me, I think... And then.... I could see... his blood... and where it was coming from... Now, I'm seeing a scent that goes with the sweatshirt. I can only imagine that this is Jason's scent. He sure smells pretty bad with my naked nose (yes, I know what that says), but with my boiling eyes... it seems more... soothing... comforting... a place where I need to be... that's right! Maybe I can find Jason!

"Hey!" screamed a familiar voice from behind me. I turned around and saw a husky, brown-haired jock with such beautiful muscles... ah...

"Jason?" I asked.

"Yo, what are you doing with my sweatshirt, man? Can I have it back?"

"Oh, sorry! It was just really cold and-"

"Just give it back."

I started taking it off, but before I did, I noticed something. The dark white scent... it was being repelled away from Jason... Instead, Jason was showing a bright black odor (again, I must be hallucinating) that just gave me the chills and the creeps...

"Hey... um... Jason?"

"Didn't I ask for that sweatshirt back?" He's being a bit rude, but I noticed something else. Before when my eyes were this boiling, Jason would be paralyzed and unable to keep his eyes off of mine. In a way that he was scared and utterly defenseless in his eyes. With Jason now, he seemed stone cold-hearted.

"How about you try asking a little more nicely?" I'm getting a little mad by this guy's attitude.

"It's my sweatshirt that you're wearing. I shouldn't even be asking! Now give it back, or I'll take it from you!" As packed as Jason's muscles were, I wasn't scared of him. I noticed one more thing... The blood line... the whip mark that should have been running from his shoulder... it's completely gone... He couldn't have healed that fast, considering the rate it's been healing so far.