Hell in my heart

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Jason

Two days before Hell.

Two days before her... again. 

I can't see my beyond the Whisky and the cloud of smock. I can't feel my own existence and my mind is overthinking moments of abandonment. My mother"s face is a shadow and my father's is a reflection of rage and hatred. Do you know the depth of nothingness? I know it; I feel it, I am it!

She was in the middle of the crowd. She was all I see. I saw her eyes and they were true but, it was all a lie. I was too blind to see beyond her. It all shattered in absence! 

I just left for an hour to attend a business, and when I came back she was gone. My men didn't see anything and the cameras of that night were off because of the meeting I had there. Stupid of me to think that she really cared! 

But she promised to be mine! She promised to try to see what's behind this facade! But, I guess her mind and heart was already somewhere else! Or rather with someone else. 

I am in my office. The walls are closing in on me and everything seems like an end. 

"Jason" James called my name. I look at my best friend, he looks tired and his eyes are weak. Or is it me that I see in his eyes?

"We found camera footage an-"

"Show me!" I cut him off.

I walk ahead of him, my men looking weary and tired. Their eyes are averted; looking anywhere but my face. I can see my reflection on the windows as the streetlights are filling the corridor.

We enter the room, big screens are covering the wall. There is a paused video in black and white filling the screens. 

"Play" is all I see to one of my men in the room. 

Cars are speeding down the road and people are walking around the block. The main street is overwhelmed with people, despite the late hour. Neon signs are illuminating the nigh sky. Then I see her! Her face is unmistakable! Her beautiful face can't be confused with another face. It's her! the dress, her long legs and beautiful hair. 

But, she is holding someone else's hand. Her fingers are intertwined with another man. He looks different with a short hair and bear but it's him. IT'S FUCKING ALIEN! He is the one holding her! he is the one walking beside her!

My breathing is itching  and, I feel like something heavier than the universe is pushing me down to my knees. 

"Jason! Are you okay?" James holds my shoulders trying to make me see the light or maybe reason because all I can see right now is blood. 

If I can't get her, nobody can! If I am dying, she will be dying too!

"Find him" I tell James

"What about her?" he asks 

"His blood will bring her back to me" I tell him as I walk out of the room.

My plan is simple; he is going to suffer, she is going to watch, he is going to dying and she is going to be mine.

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