The next night, I woke up in the same baby blue room. Neither Jonathan or Jason was there. I looked around to make sure.
But someone opened the door, catching my attention.
I watched the door slowly open, and someone's head popped out and looked inside the room I was in. It was a kid... it was Boyd.
So I ran up to him and hugged him because I was like "OH MY GOD! BOYD!"
When I hugged him he spoke.
"Why did you leave me?" He asked with a sad soft tone.
"You know that I didn't leave you."
"But you did! I talk to you all the time but you never answer!" He screamed at me. I pulled out of the hug, looking at him and holding onto his shoulders.
"Sweetie, you know I can't see you anymore, but that's not my fault," I told him, caressing his check.
"So... is it mine?" He asked softly.
"No! Of course not!" I assured him.
"Then whose fault was it?!" He yelled at me, pushing me back so hard that my body hit the wall.
"It was her fault," a voice said. I looked up and Jason was standing next to Boyd with his hand on the child's back.
"Boyd, g-get away from him," I demanded weakly, in pain from the push.
"Why should I! He came for me when I needed someone there! You pushed me away! I won't leave him like you left me!"
I heard his voice change as he spoke. I stared at him, eyes widened as his body grew taller. He became the one who left me, without saying anything. The hypocrite.
"Danial?"
"You thought I fucking left you. I became the kid so I could stay with you. I knew you weren't ready to be alone. Look at you now, on your knees, desperate for anyone to look at you. Well, we're looking at you!"
I had so many comebacks to throw at him,
Why didn't you tell me?!
Why did you leave in the first place?!
Why are you blaming me for leaving you if your the one who left me behind?!
Your such a hypocrite!
But I couldn't speak, only tears could run down my face. I couldn't fight back, everything he said was true but it was all so hypocritical.
I couldn't do anything about not being able to see Boyd anymore, but it was Danial's fault that he left in the first place.
What the hell is up with that?!
I saw Boyd walk up from behind Danial with something behind his back and the four of us, including Jason and I, got quiet. Boyd pulled out an item from behind his back.
"Boyd, w-what are you doing with that?" I asked him.
"I'm so sorry sister," he said, a tear running down his cheek and through a knife at me.
It felt like everything went in slow motion, Boyd and Danial withered away and the knife stabbed me in the center of my chest.
I fell on my back and Jason walked up to me. He held my chin gently and made me look at him.
"You fell for my tricks again. This game was fun."
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Then, I woke up.
