Sick, Twisted, Love

Sick, Twisted, Love Chapter Twenty-Four:

*Noah's POV*

I lay by her side watching her sleep, watching her every breath and every move. Even after all this time, even with all the conflicted feeling's I have a small piece of me cannot shake the thought of her screaming beneath me, my hands soaked in her blood. But then I thought of the sound of her breath, her smile, her voice and how those deep chocolate eyes pulled me in and I could never do anything ever again to harm her in any way. Those eyes may have well saved my life. What was this new feeling in my chest ? I rolled over wide awake staring into the darkness. " Looks like you finally feel as I do ", David crept in. " And what may that feeling be? " Suddenly curious about what he was saying. " You love her, he spoke " The realization snuck in. Is it possible that I love her? Could I really love her? " That's nonsense , I spoke allowed " " Is it, he spoke from my mind again ". " How could I love her, I can't feel anything the only time I have ever felt anything was when I killed all those people ". " This is true considering we are one in the same, but because we are one in the same you feel what I feel now ". I couldn't understand, Perhaps David is right but still arguing back and forth with him , WITH MYSELF ! I've truly gone mad haven't I? I have to be , it's the only thing that makes sense. I'm sick, I suppose I've always been sick, I'm not real I never have been, I never would even exist if David didn't exist. After all he is real not me, I'm merely just a persona his broken brain created because he has battled the darkness in side of him since he was a child. " STOP " I sprung up from the bed. " MAKE IT STOP " I shout again grabbing my head. At this point my head feels like it's going to explode. Too many voices rushing through my head.

* David's POV*

I broke the mirror attached to the dresser across the bed. " DAVID "! I heard her voice as she got up. " DON'T " I demanded. " She didn't listen, God how stupid could this girl have been. I wanted her dead, I planned on killing her and she still somehow bewitched me and manage to stay alive and even now when I might hurt her she still placed her hand on my shoulder whispering to me that it was ok. But it wasn't this whole time I was diagnosed with "DID" but what if I made everything up what if I was just having a psychotic break. What if I made all of it up Noah and the reason I killed my mother? What if I did it because I felt as if my abusive father ruined us and my mother never stuck up for us to get me out of the situation. She never protected me, and Jackson OH GOD I killed him and he was the only one that was ever truly there. " What have I done " I whispered a tear of guilt rolling down my cheek. I hadn't cried since I was a child. Why the hell was I crying now, especially in front of Elizabeth. " I'm so sorry ", I whispered to her. She was just staring at me shaking her head I guess not understanding anything that was happening to me. " What ? " she seemed confused as the words left her lips. " I wanted you dead and I'm not so sure if Noah is real I don't know what's real anymore and these feelings being here , YOU!, I feel like it's all to much " What do you mean by " YOU", she whispered. " I am completely obsessed with you and it's such a unhealthy obsession, I was never taught to love and I can't I just can't " I spoke voice breaking as more tears flow. I killed my father because of the abuse and then my mother and I'm not sure if I killed my mother because I was having a mental breakdown or if I really have multiple personality disorder, Or if maybe I, Me, David killed her and my best friend because I have always had some sick desire at the back of my head to make people suffer. " I finished talking watching her brown eyes as they showed my reflection. " David ", she whispered touching my face brushing away every tear that dare fall. " You are not the only one that battle's there own demons " she said with empathy. " How could you possibly know what I'm battling with " My voice growing cold. " I didn't, there was a accident about two year's ago. I was drinking and driving and My dad didn't know I had been under the influence when he decided to teach me how to drive and I ran us off the road " she looked calmly into the darkness no longer looking at me. " I guess what I'm trying to say is I had no control over that situation, it was out of my hands and he died from my mistake" she spoke in a broken voice. " You weren't in control of your action's , Noah or no Noah you weather it be some split persona or really you only you were having a mental breakdown and snapped. Everyone has their limit's, Everyone breaks eventually and we never know what we are truly capable of until we break " she said touching my cheek again. " Noah or David I love you either way just the way you are and if you are scared because I make you feel or because of what you might do to me then that's ok, because I will be here either way. " she smiled tilting her head to the side.

3hrs later....

" Elizabeth", I mumbled staring at the ceiling once more. " Yes " she whispered. " I'm sorry for killing Jackson, I truly don't know if I will ever forgive myself and If I ever hurt you I'm sorry for that too. " I spoke. " I forgive you " she looked into my eyes and whispered. " I forgive you ". If one thing was for sure, I was completely in love with her and she was going to be mine forever.