Jason's Diary

Chapter 7

Jason's POV:

Watching TV was so boring. And I noticed something: This "Jase" didn't speak to me. Only "Jason" did. I made my way to Dr. Freemans room. "I don't have a third personality." I spoke out. He looked confused: "What do you mean?" "I meant exactly what I said." "And you think that because..." "Because Jase doesn't speak to me." He thought for a minute before he took out the results of the test he made with me earlier that day. He looked over it. "Mhhhm." "Mhhhm what?" I asked nervously. I closed my eyes and prayed to god for the first time in my fucking life. I prayed that Jase wouldn't exist. Please. Let. This. Be. A. Mistake. "Jason?" Dr. Freeman asked. "Y... Yeah?" He shook his head: "Jase doesn't exist. He existed only in your dreams." WOOOHOOO! "Really?!" He nodded. I smiled and did a happy dance. Lol. That were the best news I've ever heard. Now there was only Jason and me. Me: Derek and him: Jason. Yeah bitch! "That's amazing!" Suddenly Dr. Roberts came in: "What's amazing?" He asked. "Jase doesn't exist. He was a personality that Derek built in his dreams. He isn't real." Dr. Freeman said. I nodded and smiled big. "That's great." Dr. Roberts said. "I think I should tell Lola." I said and stormed out to find her. I saw her. I literately bumped into her: "Derek or Jason or Jase or whatever. What's going on?" "Me... I... Jase... and.." "Breathe Derek." I nodded. "Jase doesn't exist." She looked confused. "What do you mean?" "I built him up in my dreams. He doesn't exist." "So not a third personality?" I shook my head. She smiled big and hugged me: "That's great Derek." "Yeah, I know. What are your plans tonight?" I asked her. She shrugged: "I don't have some. Why?" "I think we should celebrate that. Wanna go out with me tonight?" She thought for a moment before she nodded. I smiled: "Great. See you in two hours then." "Yeah." She smiled. And I went to my room, to look for some elegant clothes. There was nothing. Fuck. I took my phone out and dialed Nick's number.

N: Yeah?

J: Hey Man, it's me.

N: Sup?

J: I need. Your help. I'll take Lola out for dinner but I don't have elegant clothes. Could you buy me some?

N: Sure but who the hack is Lola?

J: I'll tell you when you're here. Oh and hurry your ass you only have one hour.

N: Alright man, see you then.

And I hung up, perfect.

I watched TV until I heard a knock on my door. Nick came in with a bag. "Got ya stuff." I looked in the bag and saw a suit. Cool. "Thanks, man." "No problem and now tell me who this Lola is." I smirked: "She's the nurse we met when I broke your nose." His eyes widened in surprise: "The one you made cry? Why the hell does she want to go out with you?" "Because she knows about my MPD's and because we kissed." His mouth dropped: "You what?!" I nodded. He smirked: "You little player." I smirked. I checked the time: Fuck. I had only one hour left to get ready. "I don't wanna sound rude but you gotta get your ass outta here." He rolled his eyes: "Yeah, yeah get ready. And remember to be gentle." I nodded. I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, got my hair done and dressed up in my suit. Showtime, bitch!