Demons || Jaythan

Robbers

Well, now that you've got your gun

It's much harder now the police have come

Now I'll shoot him if it's what you ask

But if you just take off your mask

You find out everything's gone wrong.

- Robbers; The 1975

Chapter Fourteen:

Why the hell did I come back? I had a bad feeling and I knew that I should have trusted my gut feeling but silly me had to come back and now everything has been fucked over for me.

Quite literally too.

Jay, Max, Siva and Tom were all stood around in the front room with dissapointment in each of their faces but that's not what worried me most. No, what worried me most was that they weren't the only ones there in the room. The police were too. 

I had no idea how I missed their car outside the house, I mean it isn't difficult to miss but it was too late to beat myself up about it now that they were stood in the living room with guns in their hands all aimed at me. Well except two officers who were stood at the side, dressed in black suits. If this wasn't so serious I would have laughed at how they looked like they could have been in the men and black films. 

"Mr. Sykes." One of the officers that was dressed in a suit spoke up, he had blonde hair whilst the other had brown hair. "I am arresting you on suspicion of the murder of four people. You have the right to remain silent but anything you do say will be recorded and may be used as evidence in a court of law." 

The dissapointment in Jay's eyes seemed to turn into sadness and anger mixed into one and that broke my heart. I never wanted to hurt or dissapoint Jay but I have and the pain was incredilous, so as the police arrested me and strapped my wrists in cuffs I didn't protest, I just let them because I deserved it. 

I killed those innocent people and I may have killed Jay by the look in his eyes. He looked so lifeless and I felt lifeless, I was as good as dead and I bet the other lads wished that I was six foot under the ground right now; I don't blame them, the idea seems to be very appealing right now.

Getting into the police car was the most degrading thing that I had ever done, it even beat the first time the demon made me kill someone. Those were a million miles from each other but they both ruined my dignity and self-worth. I had nothing, I felt nothing, I was nothing. Everything just dissapeared as soon as the cold metal had been wrapped around both of my wrists.

I deserved it.

This way I knew I couldn't hurt anymore people, espcially Jay. With me locked away I knew Jay would be safe. And that's all I ever want: for Jay to be safe. 

* * *

They had just told me that I would be spending a night in the cell and in the morning I'm going to be transferred to a mental institution where I will be locked away and be kept away from society, even more so than being in a prison. I was told that I would be allowed visitors but only once a week but that would depend if I co-operated. 

They said that I would have to be on my best behaviour whilst the demon in my head told me that I need to be on my worst. 

Causing pain is fun, He said, we know that's the only thing you're good at so pretend to be nice; pretend that you're getting better and then one day you strike, and bite back hard on those who sent you away. 

I tried to shake the voice away but it only seemed to get louder and louder. I tried to close my eyes and cover my ears to drown out the demon but he would still be there, I could still see him and hear as clearly as I could when my eyes were open and my hands were not shielding my ears. 

Nothing was working.

Whatever I did it just made it worse and I was scared. 

I could feel myself start to hyperventilate and I tried my best to call for help but no one was listening. 

I was trapped in a cell, and this time not in the metaphoricall sense, and no one was listening. 

There was no chance of me even sleeping tonight as I knew that my nightmares would be bad no that Jay won't be sleeping beside me but I closed my eyes and tried to think of nice things anyway to try and steady my breathing. 

Maybe If I calmed myself down enough I would fall into a peaceful and escape a nightmare.

I don't think I could have been anymore wrong.

I had only an hours sleep but the nightmares didn't just stay in my dreams, they were in reality now too. Everywhere I looked I saw the demon, I could hear the screams of the people that I had killed and their limp, bloodied bodies under neath me. Their eyes open, full of fear and panic. 

I felt sick to my stomach but there was nothing that I could do to stop it. 

And I was scared. I was scared that this would follow me around for the rest of my life. 

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This took me about 45 minutes to write, sorry if there's any typos I am too lazy to go back over it and check, if you do spot any please kindly point them out to me and I will fix it :) 

Don't worry guys, this story is no where near over yet! I'm aiming for about 30 chapters or so.. Idk yet we will see how we get on lol. Thanks for over 900 reads! I know I have other books with a lot more reads but still 900 is still a lot and it makes me really happy that people are actually reading this! 

The song doesn't have much to do with this chapter but I was listening to it whilst writing it so whatevs.

I will try and update this again before christmas but if not merry christmas everyone :) - Talia x