Jet and Jade | Black and White 1

Chapter 22: Jade

"I give you two choices! Death, or exile!"

Jet's right arm was wrapped around me tightly when I opened my bleary green eyes. She glared at the brown-haired, male Qwen who stood there.

Huh?

"Choose."

What was happening?

"Exile."

Before I could even react, Jet had spoken.

"What did you say?" the Qwen demanded.

"We choose 'exile'."

Jet's voice was unwavering, but my vision was blurring. I looked down and found that her body was smaller than I remembered, and it was covered in blood. Her legs seemed to be bent in the wrong way, and her left hand was clenched in a fist as her arm around me grew tighter.

W-what?

Where were we?

I didn't understand...

I blinked.

Then I panted, looking around to find myself on my bed.

Huh?

It was just a dream?

Okay... no need to panic even though it seemed so familiar.

Everything was okay...

As I wondered what time it was, I looked out of the window to see the stars and other planets. Actually, it would be more specific to say I was wondering how long Jet had been gone.

Was she fine? Was she dead?

Would she come back? Did she hate me?

I wished I could apologize to her. I had no idea what I had been doing when I searched her room. What had I expected to find anyway?

Jet was a minimalist. And, she wouldn't put her things in her room anyway... I remembered that I had once went into her room, to find it completely empty. So why had I thought it would be different now? Was it because I now knew that Jet had secrets?

No, I had always known that. She had done a really good job hiding the truth from me, but I still knew, somehow. Even I wasn't sure how, but I just did. Maybe it was some twin intuition-- probably not.

I wondered where Jet was as I experimentally stretched my arms and legs. It didn't hurt as much as it did before, and that surprised me a lot. I tried to sit up, slowly and cautiously, and found that I could. Carefully, I stood up. It worked, and I almost cheered in happiness.

That was, until I fell to the floor with a loud thump as my legs collapsed.

I groaned. How was this possible?

Ugh! It had already been so long, so why were my legs still wobbly? They had never been like this before, even when I got hurt.

Then and again, Jet had not been here to heal me, nor I had ever experienced this thing of darkness and ice before.

I missed her.

I missed her so much.

And I regretted hurting her so much.

I knew I had.

I wanted to cry, and I was unable to stop the tears.

They fell from my eyes and streamed down my cheeks, dripped from my chin and soaked into my clothes.

Jet...

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Please come back... Please don't leave me alone with myself. I'm so scared...

Jet...

Please.