Psychopathism.

Chapter Eighteen "Deception."

(Thank you for those who are still reading this little fanfiction i've been doing for the last few weeks ^^. The next part will be the end sadly, but i hope you all enjoy it nonetheless! <3 <3)

(Enjoy~~)

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The Next Day.

08:47 am

Pan's POV

It's time.

I started to head outside, taking a stroll around the neighborhood. Feeling slightly anxious today, but today of all days, I have to be brave. We've all see what this monster capable of, but I never knew that it has to end like this. I've known Lance for quite some time, and to be honest, I feel very happy to be around him. This is a shocker to me, and hurts my heart that my best friend having another personality that kills people.

I walk much faster now, trying not to waste any more time. The more I think about my decision, makes me worried that the evil side of Lance will reveal himself to the public, which will be quite a shocker to everyone here. Once I'm at the designated location, I just stared and a slight shiver crawls up to my spine.

This is the place.

I knock on the door, and right on que, the door opened, and behind the door is Lance himself. "Good day to you, Pan."He greets, and I know that this isn't Lance, it's him. "Good day, Lance" I greet back, with a slight sarcasm. He just laughs, "Oh c'mon, is that the best you can do?!" He said out loud as he ushered me inside.

Once I'm inside Lance's house, his place seemed nice and comfy. Dark blue sofa, a coffee table, a very nice flat screen TV. There are also bookshelves packed with books, and behind the living room the kitchen stand nicely and follow the theme of this house. "Nice place, I gotta say." I said, honesty filled my voice. He just chuckled, "Your welcome, I guess. Thank you for being here with me, meeting you is an honor." Lance said.

I sat down on the couch, which surprisingly comfortable. He sat on a chair in front of me, looking directly at me, as if he's slowly bore its way into my soul.

"So, what it is that you want to know from me?", and my heart instantly finds the answer. "All of it."

Then he let the story the story unfolds. Once upon a time, Lance was just a simple and an average kid. However, his life turned worse as far back when he was just a simple elementary school student. He mostly gotten the hurt from his parents, as well as a handful of bullies at his school. After that, everything went bad to worse. He's getting more abused when he enters junior high, and the people there isn't really kind with him also, since he's only a waste, doesn't have any value to the eyes of others.

His depression and everything came to overload when he reach high school, where the pain was unbearable. That  is where he came. Lance suffered a few things, especially trauma from past abusive things his parents done to him, PTSD from being sexually attacked on his first few weeks of high school, by an unknown man. He was saved by his friends and alert the authorities about this, the man did not get caught, and then his friends becoming the people who hurt him this way as well. He suffered so much, that's when he suffered having split personalities. He rarely communicate with others, so sometimes he talks with himself, sharing his problems to himself, and after those days, he suffered split personality.

Few days later, he went missing, under the grid, as if disappeared to thin air. Killings started occur, especially at his parents house first, both of his parents are killed brutally, as well as few selected individuals who had done harm to him. He went under the radar for a few months, then appeared once more at a different town, being a university student.

And that has only been a few years ago.

After Lance tells him the full story, I only feel sad and worse that Lance has suffered more than he is. He deserve the love and care, I don't need it. "What I said are the truth. He suffered for soo long, and I'm the only part of him that's keeping him alive and well. He is a good kid, and I wish I'd come sooner." He said, and there was no hint of discreet, he was truly honest. "I know how that feel, but doing this will only killing him from the inside. He needs someone, he needs a true friend, those he can talk and physically touch." I said, hopefully he'll listen. He let out a forced sigh, "You think i'll easily let you go with this? He suffered a lot, and he's betrayed by a lot of his friends, doing this cycle will only worsen him. I've told him many times, but he never listens!" He yelled then got up and start walking back and forth.

I walk up to him, and sigh, "You don't have to trust me, just believe me. I won't betray him, and I will never hate him. The truth is... I-I have some... f-feeli-" Before I could continue, he punched me on my stomach.

The rest turned to a blur, and it's when all hell breaks loose.

Lance's POV

How easily it is to beat him up, I could kill him, right here right now. The words he's about to say haunts me, haunts him. I've seen him falling in love before, but the end results aren't really... good. The last time he confessed was a few years back, once he done that, the girl was about to call the cops on him, and I had to act quickly. The ending for him isn't always the greatest, but it was necessary. However, this is different.

I've never seen someone This close with him, he even likes guys now! But the feelings inside his heart are the truth. He felt the same as well, and he wanted to be with him. I know I should've end him when I had the chance, but it's all too late. I have to give in.

Lance suffered for so long, and today, maybe today, he deserve a little love in his life.

Fulfilling love.