Psycho (Under Editing)

Chapter Thirty-One ♪ August Ninth (part1).

It's been a week, therapy is a pain, but it helps in a way, school is okay and Jess has been ... off. Ever since he told me about his story, he changed. He became very edgy all the time, guarded and a bit spacy.

I at first thought that it was because he was scared that I'd leave him, that I'd judge him, or view him as weak. But as the days went on, I suddenly stopped forcing myself to belive that, it was because of the way he acted. He would tense when I went to hold him, dodge my kisses and keep to his side of the bed. I needed answers and I wasn't even sure how to get them.

I was alone at home, Jess went out to get us some pizza. I was itching to pull his file out, itching to read it, and this time I had nothing to stop me. Not even my own self-conscious. Not even Gabby.

So I took it as a sign, I checked all the doors and windows, almost expecting Jess to be standing right there, watching me, catching me red handed in the act.

I tip toed over to the cupboard with all my valuables, I moved the black box and crime scene tape aside and there it was.

His file. It had collected a little dust over the time, but I didn't care. I just wanted my old Jess back. I wanted his warm hugs and soft kisses. Not his forced smiles and tensed eyes. I wanted the ease we had in our relationship.

I gently blew away the dust, watching it shine in the sun as it dropped to the ground, I fiddled nervously with it's frayed edges, trying to calm down. But still my fingers trembled a little, I was scared of what I'd find. After all that small voice of doubt against Jess had grown.

Suddenly I started to a get a bad feeling, the kind of feeling you get in your stomach when you've done something wrong, the flips and nervous dragons.

I paused, wondering if I should just leave it, but my curiosity was eating away at me. I decided to drop it onto the bed and began pacing.

I wasn't actually thinking of pros and cons, I was just trying to hold back my curiosity, that who was just waiting to crawl right out and rip open that file. But as soon as I got closer to it my stomach began to twist.

I frowned and decided to shake that bad feeling off, allowing my fingers to grip at the opening of the file. One. Two. Three. I counted.

With one single tug it was open, I had only realized that I was holding my breath, expecting all the horror to jump at me, to rip at my face, to devour me whole. But it was just neatly written words, harmless words ... that's what I thought at first.

Name - Jess Andrew

Gender - Male

Diagnosis - Obsessive love disorder

Patient shows signs of obsessiveness, and highly harmful signs of "love" or as it is seen, violent possessiveness for females following a certain profile, females with short brown hair and dark colored eyes. Patient has a tendency to fixate on any girl matching that description or claims them to be his. Tends to get violent with said female if anyone dares to talk to her in a flirty way. Needs to be under supervision and medical treatment for two months as he shows signs of stalking.

Patient Level - 8/10 (please be aware)

There was more, but I couldn't. I froze, my muscles aching from their tight position. I matched his type, the type that he obsessed over. My eyes couldn't stop hovering over the words, Obsessive love disorder.

It was obsession, not love. Did he even love me? And the tears began, I had given myself to my capturer. I hadn't realised it but he was after me, he was just another Jake.

I dropped to the floor, the pages from the folder scattered around me in an untidy skirt. Each word echoed in my head, soaked in shock and tears.

I didn't know what to do. I had Stockholm syndrome. I rocked back and forth as I gripped tightly at my hair. Tugging it as if to distract myself, to pretend that this was some sick dream and that Gabby was at it again.

But it wasn't.

My body slowly began to shut down, my breathing abruptly cut off and my hands shook. I lived with a stranger. I knew nothing about him.

Nothing ...

But he knew ... everything about me.

I was about to get up and rush out the house, maybe get myself a plane ticket right out of here, when I saw it. His old sneakers. Again, there is was, the dawning pit in my stomach.

I frowned. Where have I seen that? I thought, not knowing why I was reacting to a pair of shoes so badly.

"Oh come on Babe. Think. Think of any weird pictures you've seen." Gabby spoke and that's when it hit me, like a brick thrown at me from a moving car.

I knew those shoes. I rushed over to my cupboard and pulled out my black box, the one Jake had supposedly given me. I began toppling it over, creating more of a mess on the floor. And finally with a soft tap the grey envelope fell to the ground.

I gingery picked it up, my fingers trembled. I knew those shoes. I flipped through the pictures, until I came to it. The one picture that baffled me. The picture of shoes on my old home's welcome mat. I flipped it over, reading over the print.

I was too scared to confront you then, so I did later.

Love J.

I didn't know why I didn't see it before, he told me himself. He had given me a warning, but I was too blinded by my need for comfort to see it.

I remembered it, when he first confessed. That night I told him about Jake and showed him my scar.

"Also look on the bright side." I frowned. "J doesn't only stand for Jake." And he kissed me like I was his air, and I kissed him back like he was my anchor, to stop me from floating away.

I thought he was being sweet and romantic, but he wasn't. He was just trapping me. And in my mission to stay out of Jake's I fell right into his.

I fell for him, so damn hard. He let me love him. He let me give myself to him. I was finally captured, willingly.

♪Author's Note♪

Wazzup peeps. It's your girl El♥ here. Finally got it done. I apologize and thank you all for being so patient.

Hope you like the twist, there is still more to come. Also I am so sorry all the Jess fans "throws hugs and kisses in apology* Hold on in those seats of yours.

♪Questions♪

1. Do you really think he is only obsessed with Babe?

2. What are your thoughts on the twist?

3. What do you think will happen next?

Feel free to leave your answers in the comments.

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