Demons || Jaythan

Let It Go

I am slowly running out of songs to use for this book :( pls send help.

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Remember what the people said,

Remember what the people said,

When it's said and done,

 Let it go.

- Let It Go; The Neighbourhood

Chapter Twenty:

Breathing in city air again was a strangely satisfying experience; despite the obvious polluting it felt much nicer to breath that in than the stuffy air that ventilated the asylum. Or the Mental health clinic, as the doctors are no calling it. To be honest, mental health clinic doesn't sound anymore appealing than it being called an asylum. 

I looked to Jay who was stood on my left, my rucksack that held the poultry amount of personal items that I was allowed to take into the damned place that I have just left. "I'm finally out."

Jay nodded, "Yes you are." He then looked away for a second before he turned to look at me again, "Have you thought about my offer?"

I shook my head, my eyes were squinted slightly due to the sun that was blocking my view despite it being late-January. 

"No not really." I admitted bashfully. "I've had a lot on my mind lately." 

We were no longer stood outside on the street, after receiving one too many strange looks I begged Jay if we could move to the safety of a nearby cafe. 

"Like?" Jay pressed, taking a sip off of his latte. 

I shrugged, "Just stuff."

"You're worried about the other boys aren't you?" Jay asked, his voice was soft; afraid to go a decibel higher to not break how fragile I was. 

I tried not to be fragile, I wanted to be strong - I had to be strong. I suppose vulnerability was something that came naturally to me, no matter how much I hated. 

I chewed on my lip. "Yeah... They hate me don't they?"

Jay didn't answer, he just sighed. 

"They don't want either of us there do they?" I continued, "That's why you want us to leave, isn't it Jay?"

"Yes." He took in a deep breath, his shoulders rising up before falling down again. "I just think it's for the best that we start afresh."

"Okay," I said. "I'll think about it."

* * *

I didn't want to go back to the house, I knew that the atmosphere would be terrible and there would be a definite tension in the air - and I was right. Upon entering the house - could I even class it as my own anymore? - I heard the TV turn off at the sound of the front door closing. Clearly one of the other lads were in there, it was probably Tom he was always the one that stayed up late. We had wasted so much time sitting in cafes and walking around town; trying to evade going back home as much as possible.

"Oh, I see you brought the psycho home." Tom let out a sarcastic laugh. "Yippee for that! We better start injecting him with something stronger so he doesn't kill us all in our sleep." He sneered. 

I felt like I had just received a punch to the gut. Did he really believe that I would ever, ever kill any of them? They were like brothers to me - with the exception of Jay of course: he was my boyfriend. 

"I think we should inject you too, Jay. I mean, for all we know you two could be plotting our deaths in your room."

I had never witnessed this side to Tom before, I never knew he could be so nasty; so spiteful. It was upseting to see to be quite honest, I didn't like it one bit. I wondered if the others were like this, were Max and Siva spiteful too? Did they have an adverse side too? Or was that just Tom?

All these questions were filling up inside of my head that I had barely heard or even registered Tom speaking.

"Don't you fucking start!" Jay yelled, I was surprised that neither Max nor Siva had come down yet with all the commotion happening right now. Maybe they weren't in. "I am sick to death of you accusing and stirring shit! You know that it wasn't Nathan's fault, he had schizophrenia!"

I hated the bluntness in Jay's tone, I hated hearing my... disorder so out in the open, it freaked me out knowing that I was crazy. I didn't want to be crazy but it was the demon, it was all his fault - it wasn't the schizophrenia, it was all the demon. 

Speaking of the demon he had been pretty quiet these past few hours but I knew as soon as I fell asleep he would be haunting me again, I just hoped that the killings were over with. 

But of course, I was wrong. 

They weren't over with - they were very much alive, actually.