Jesse looked into the mirror, his eyes full of tears as he stared into his own eyes. Everything about him reeked of dissapointment from his shallow, bruised skin to his messy brown hair that always fell into his eyes. He watched as the cloudy figure moved and stared hard to make sure he wasnt seeing things. His reflections grim expression stretched into an unnatural grin. His heart beat faster as he watched an exact replica of himself tilt it's head curiously but also in a creepy way that seems to be impossible to describe to someone who wasn't there to see the action. His throat closed up in horror and he rubbed at his eyes violently but the figure never faded from Jesse's sight. From behind him he heard a little giggle and he spun around to stare into grey eyes that were cold and lifeless. "Miss me Jesse?" The voice sent shivers down the teenager's spine. It was a voice that plagued his memories. On that screamed in his head at night. One that used to bring comfort but now only brought fear. It was the voice of a traitor.