The Dark One | Jack Kline | Discontinued

THIRTEEN

(Disclaimer: I don't own supernatural or any characters. I only own my characters and their plot/background)

Lydia's POV

I looked at the mirror then turn on the sink. I splash some water to my face that made my mind a bit clear. "Jesse get your ass down here" I muttered not wanting anyone to hear outside of the bathroom.  "I'm kind of shocked right now Morales. You want to talk to me" I turn away and see him with his usual smirk on his face. 

"How can you be in two places at once?" I asked and he raised one eyebrow "easy. Just thinking about another you in a place then-" "no, I mean you" I cut off Jesse. He looked at me confused "me?" Jesse pointed at himself. "No the wall" I sarcastically said and he rolled his eyes.

 "I can't be in two places at once. I don't have the power to do anything really" Jesse said "I'm just in your head and that's it" Jesse continued "I can't do anything physical outside your mind" he finished. 

"Then why did I see you outside of the house just staring at me yesterday?" I asked him "I wasn't outside no house. You said my name and I appeared, that's all." Jesse told me and I sighed. 

"Perhaps maybe it's him" Jesse suggested and I froze for a minute. "No" I muttered as I shook my head in denial "it's not him" I whispered. I turn towards the mirror and shook my head once again. 

"I haven't seen him in years" I told Jesse "I know. Maybe he's come back" Jesse said and I look at him through the mirror. "I refuse to believe it" I said "after all these years, he finally shows up now" I finished saying. 

"You have to believe it" Jesse said and I shook my head. "I don't believe it" I said "It's him" Jesse said which made me angry. "I don't believe" I repeated "I know deep down you believe it's him and you want to rip his heart out of his chest." Jesse said which made my fist clench. He sounds and look like him and it made it seem like he's here in this room with me. 

I didn't say anything to Jesse "you say you're not evil but the things you would do to him are catastrophic. You want to kill him!" Jesse yelled and my fist smashed against the mirror and I face him less than a second. "Enough!" I yelled but voice had gotten deeper and sounded like a mixer of my voice and a really deep and raspy voice. 

Jesse smiled as he grabbed my shoulder and turn me around to face the now broken mirror. My eyes were completely black with long black veins went down my face and my skin was a few shades lighter. I looked like a ghost. I look like a monster. It terrifies me.