(1D) Saw ; The Beginning

(8) Chapter Five ; Twisted Reason .

Ashton Irwin ;

The sound of tires against gravel, rolled into Jill's driveway. It was Cleyton. I got up from the dining room table looking out the window. Jill slid the sheet of cookies into the oven, closing the door as she took off her apron.

Cleyton walked through the door with a paper bag, and the tight pang in my gut finally released. He closed the door behind him as Jill entered the room from the kitchen.

  

 "Did you get it?? All of it??" I jumped the gun, eager to take the bag out of his hands and hand it to Jill. "Please tell me you got it-"

  "Relax" Cleyton sighed. "I got it, here."

  

He handed the bag to Jill as she rummaged through it. I crawled over next to Gemma lying there on the couch, grabbing her hand and gently rubbing it against my cheek.

  

 "Hang in there baby" I whispered to her, brushing the hairs out of her face. "They're gonna save you... You're gonna be fine I promise-"

 "Jill?" Cleyton cleared his throat. "Can I speak to you? Alone?"

  "Not now" she brushed him off. "If I don't sew her up now she'll bleed out-"

 "I need to talk to you about something...." he still insisted, and it annoyed the shit out of me.

 "Can't it wait??"

  I stood up, looking at him awkwardly. "Fuck off, she needs to fix Gemma first-"

 "Ashton?" Jill spoke up, taking things from the paper bag and laying them out neatly. "Honey, maybe you should go wash up a little?"

  "What? N-No" I stammered looking down at Gemma. "I don't even have any clothes anyways-"

 "Upstairs, first room on your right" she smiled vaguely. "I'm sure Adam's clothes will fit you. Feel free to wear whatever you want of his-"

  

Cleyton seemed to cringe at the name. I eyed him suspiciously knowing why he seemed so fragile. Thanks to Jill, I saw Cleyton in a whole new light.

  

  "Are you, sure?" I ran my fingers through my hair looking at Jill. Now that I thought about it, it has been a while since I took a shower. "I-I don't wanna make things weird-"

 "It's fine sweetie" she chuckled, smiling brightly. "You're welcome to anything of Adams. I'm sure you could fit into anything, you look about his size."

  "Th-thank you" I smiled rubbing the back of my neck sheepishly. "P-Please, if she wakes up, come get me?"

 "Sure thing" she reassured. "Now go, you look a mess."

  

I nodded smiling back at her. Cleyton stood idly in the background still giving me an odd look. What the hell was his problem? He looked away when I caught his glance, and I scratched my head a little confused. I shook my head exiting the room for the stairs. Whatever his problem was, it was gonna have to wait.

  

  

  

Niall Horan ; 

The loud explosion from the previous room made me cringe. Liam was in there. I cried hard into the floor, clawing at the concrete. This isn't how it's supposed to be. How could Liam be gone? I wiped the tears into my sleeve, only for them to be replaced. His smile was still at the front of my mind, making me want to bawl forever.