-To my non existent readers.
It actually like almost one in the morning and I just finished writing chapter 22 but I’m like on a roll rn so imma go ahead and write this chapter too bc I’m insane and clearly have no regards for my sleeping schedule or mental health.
Jays POV:
“….AY! JAY!!! OH MY GOD JAY!!!! What happened? What the fuck! JAY”I hear a female voice, but its distant and really annoying. It gradually gets louder and I recognise its Lilys voice. My head is pounding against my skull painfully throbbing. I pry my eyes open to see Lily’s face, eyes red and wet with tears as she vigorously shakes my shoulders.
“Oh my god Jay!”she breathe out when she se my eyes open, flinging her arms around my bnec and strangling me in her embrace, only causing me more pain.
“Wh-what happened? Where’s Asher?”she questions and I feel the blood literally drain from my body and my heart sink to my stomach as I recall what happened.
“Fuck! No no no no please tell me no…”I barley mutter under my raspy voice as I dash out the car, ignoring the dizziness or the nausea it caused and dashes around the car to come to an empty parking slot. My eyes traveled to a spot of the grey floor where Asher’s body was sprayed across the floor. It feels like the physical pain I’m in just fades as a much more agonising pain shoots through my heart.
“He’s gone. He took him,”I barley mumble under my breath just loud enough for Lily to hear as she stood just behind me. My hands find my hair as I subconsciously tung and pull at it, my eyes burning as the salty tears reach my mouth and down my chin. My sister grabs my wrists and pulls them from my head, string deadly at me with a look I have never seen before, her emotions unreadable.
“What. The. Fuck. Happened!”she snapped at my face.
“Th-they came and he was there. I tried to get him off me I swear but I couldn’t. And the t-took him. They took Asher from me.”I sobbed pathetically, but my sister was still stern with that unreadable face.
“who did? Who took Asher?”she questioned, acting completely oblivious to my pain.
“H-his dad, his father.”I explain as best I can through my ragged breaths as my mind flicked through the images of Asher’s struggling body as he was healed by this throat by that demon. Suddenly I my mind goes haywire with thoughts of what that man was doing to my Asher, how he was hurting he and breaking him, and that broke me.
“I have to go.”I breath out as Lily stares at me in utter confusion. I pry myself from her grip and take off to the car, jumping in the seat as Lily gets in beside me.
“Do you know were your going?”she questions. I simply nod my head shoving the keys in the ignitions, wiping the remaining tears from my face so I could see the road clearly and taking off.
That plan was already in my head, true it hand a tone of holes and floors but its the best I’ve got. I try to steady my mind, control my emotions enough for me to think. I know where Asher lives from when I dropped him home weeks ago. Storming in there probably wasn’t the best idea considering his father promised to kill me if he ever saw me again, so I’ll have to be some what smart about that. But simply getting him out of that house isn’t going to save him, if his father found him once in this town he can find him again. No, we have to leave.
“Call mom.”I instruct Lily as my eyes stay trained on the road, my voice coming out closer than I expected but she didn’t seem to mind. Yanking her phone from her pocket and calling, putting it on speaker so I could talk. It rang a few time before my mothers voice sounds from the device.
“Yes, hi Lily whats u-“
“Mom!,”I cut her off in urgency. Even though I cant see her I know she probably shocked to hear my voice, I still haven’t talked to hear by choice.
“Mom you need to listen to me ok?! We’re leaving, pack up everything we need, I’m dropping off Lily to help but we gotta go! Today!”I instruct
“What are you talking about? What the hell is going on!”She shreikes in confusion from the other side of the phone.
“I-I….it’s long but Asher’s dad took him, Lily will explain but he’s hurt and the only way to save him is if we leave, so we gotta go.”
“What?! O-okay yeah, sure I’ll just uh, get my stuff…. wait don’t tell me your going to Marcus!?”When I don’t reply she has her answer, and sh’e not exactly happy with it.
“Jayson you cant, do you have any idea how dangerous he is!!”
“He has Asher! So I’m getting him back.”I snap at the phone before hanging up. There was nothing that will stop me from getting Asher out of there, away from him. No amount of danger or risk is going to stop me. We drive in silence, me going way above the speed limit as I take the shortest rout home. I glance over at Lily who was silently sitting beside me, he eyes wandering out side but I could feel the fear coming off her.
“how did you find me? You were supposed to take the bus home not come down to the car park.”I question to lighten the think atmosphere, and also because I’m generally curious.
“I lot my keys. Amy had to go home and I still had some stuff to buy so she left and I bought my stuff. Then I realised I lost my keys I came back to the car park to look for them because I though I dropped them. I then I saw your car and seen as you were supposed to have left like hours ago I came to check and I see you passed out with a bleeding head in the drivers seat, and no Asher.” I didn’t have to look at her to know she was crying, the pain evident in her voice as she tried to suppress a sob.
I pulled up to the street of our house, no bothering to go all the way to the house. Lily jumped out the car and sprinted across the street with out a single hesitation. Then I drove in the opposite direction.
His house wasn’t big or fancy. Its small, old and ratted down with peeling paint and over grown weeds in the front yard. I park the car discreetly across the street, just out of view but only few cars away. There were two cars parked out side and I could here voices as I neared the side of the house. The window above was wide open and not too hight up. Climbing on some bins I jump and just about make it to the ledge to pull my self up and through the window.
The room I get to is tiny. There’s a single mattress on the floor, a small set or draws and a snapped broom stick split in two laying just in front of the battered door that was hanging on with only one hinge, the rest have been ripped out with force. The floor creeped under my weight with my first step, but I make my steps lighter so I won’t be heard as I leave the room to the hall way with the stairs at the end of it.
I stop in my trackers at the sound to moving. Crouching down I peer through the banister to see two men just coming out a door underneath the stair case. One I recognise as Asher’s father while the other is a complete stranger to me.
“Well, I have to go check in on Daniels and his crew. They found some clues that point to you about Caito Millers death.”the stranger spoke in a deep rugged tone.
“Well then ill let you deal with it, and if I find that you slipped up or that your team gets to me Ill kill you before I even get to a court room.”Asher’s father sneers back with a threatening tone. The man visibly changed from his casual facade like he was friends with Asher’s father, to terrified as Asher’s fathers words had dug deep.
“Y-yes Blackhood. I am the chief after all so I assure you, you have nothing to worry about. I’ll keep them of your back.”the stuttered out. The chief? As in the chief of the police department! Holy shit no wonder this bastard hasn’t been caught yet, the fucking chief is a dirty snake. I can’t believe he got the chief! I mean like a dirty cop I’d understand but the chief? Who could he just sit there well aware of what this bitch is doing and do nothing about it if it’s your fucking job!
I snap out of my internal rant when the conversations between the two dies and they head for the front door. The chief leaves and Ashers father turned to go further into the house. I hear the tv sounding in the room he just went to so I take this opportunity to slowly descend the stairs and slip passed the door to the room he’s in.
I don’t know where Asher might be or even if he’s here in the first place seen as his father is rather calm and just sitting on his ass. Not giving up just yet I make my way over to the door they had come out from under the stairs, which I presume to be the basement. Some part of me prayed he was here, but another dreaded what I’d find if he is in a fucking basement. I open the door to be met with mostly darkness, then the smell comes. The smell blood and sweat and other stenches I couldn’t pin point attacked my nostrils, only making my anxiety fucking burst. But I reluctantly enter anyway.
I can barley see anything and fumble around the way fro the light switch, eventually I find it but it only provides I am all about of light from the single dim bulbs in the room, but I didn’t want to to be any brighter, i did’t want to see what i was seeing any better. The walls had smudges of blood smearing across them, some dry but some still wet. The floor was dirty and grimy with more blood. I hear a small whimper, barely audible to the point I though I imagined it for a second. But I didn’t, and then I see him.
My heart stopped, my breathing stopped, everything just stopped. He’s there, curled up in a tiny ball shoved in the farthest corner of the room. He’s naked. His clothes scatter across the floor but I don’t care about that. I can’t even tell the colour of his fucking skin! All I can see is his back as his spine jabs out the skin that stretches over the bone as he faces the wall but I can see the blood and the dirt and the bruises the covered every square inch of him. What. The. Fuck.
With out thinking I sprint down the stairs and drop to my knees in front of him, but as soon as I touch him he freezes up and lets out a weak whimper of fear. My throat dries out and my blood runs cold as I held my shaking hand just above his skin.
“A-Asher?…its me, it’s Jay ok.”I rasp out as best I can with the painful sob in my throat. He tries to move, to just turn and see me but as soon as a single muscle moves a sob rips from his throat in pain. As gently as I can I please my hand on his stone cold skin, pulling him from his ball so his body is in my lap. His beautiful mis match eyes string up at me. Only then can I really see the extent of the damage. His head, mouth and nose is covered in grim and blood that matted his hair down. But he was bleeding everywhere. His chest littered with gashes and bruises, his wrists are bruised and swollen with smaller cuts. He kept his knees tightly shut together but both his legs were covered in blood and I knew where it came from.
“y-y…c-ca..me”his voice barley audible as he forces the word out. Snapping my attentions from scanning the damage to looking back at his face. Tears flowing down my face blurring my vision as held onto him with my life.
“yeah, yeah I came back. Remember I said I’ll always be here right, I’m going to take you home far away from here okay. Everything’s going to be okay. You just gotta hang on for me ok baby?”I try to gather my self together. We have to get out out here, I have to get Asher out of here. But there so much blood, it’s just blood! I reluctantly place him gently back down as I swiftly slide my jumper over my head. I try to be as careful as possible putting it one him but I can see the agony in his eyes with every move I make. Eventually. I get the jumper on successfully covering most of him up till his knees as he kept curling as small as possible from the pain. Then I listen him bridal style to leave the room, but he started mumbling something I couldn’t understand at first.
“z-z…z-ak’s……fl-fl-“
“Zaks flash drive?”I confirm but he cant even nod his head. My eyes dart around to room till they land on his pair of jeans on the floor knowing he always has in it his right pocket. I crouch down with Asher in my arms and grab the jeans and fling them up so they land on Asher in my arms as his hands weakly grasp the material. Them I make my way for the door.
I make it to the top of the stairs of the basement, I reach for the door with Asher in my arms, And it opens.
My hand never reaching the handle.
I stare back into the ice cold eyes that are blood shot with rage and alcohol. Fuck. He snarls getting over the shake and confusion in a second, reaching for me I make a quick move to the side as his fist flies past my ear. Taking the opportunity I kick under his legs causing his already unbalance body to crumble beneath him as he tumbles past me, a shot or curse leaving his putrid lips as he smashes into each and every step ending with a loud thump as he hits the hard concrete floor.
I rush out the door with my speed powered with my adrenaline and make a be-line for the front door. A shot rings out before I can register it as I swift rush of air passes my ear. The wood from the front door frame splintering in front of me. A gun! Of course he has a fucking gun! I dare to glance back to see him right out side the basement door, His head bleeding profusely as his eyes bulged out his sockets and he breathes heavily with rage. Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUUUUCCCKKKK!!!!!
I turn and sprint out the door as more shots ring out my ears. I make it across the street and try to gently put Asher across the back seat, but in the hurry it was harsh and he hides in pain while I try to ignore it as best I can. I jump over the car front to the drivers seat, practically ripping the door off as I jump it and shove the keys in the ignition. The car roars to life and I swear I have never slammed the acceleration so har in my life.
I speed past the house as more shots fire and I instinctively duck my head when the glass of the passenger seat windows shatters. I skip all the read lights in the half dead streets as the early winter sun starts to dip into the horizon. I glance at the mirror to see his car tailing me with a murderous intent. Thats just great isn’t it.
Trying to lose him I swerve slightly as I take a hard right at top speed, almost colliding with another car as I cross into the wrong lane. Steadying my self I take another right turn, then another until I’m back on the road I was on moments ago. I went full circle. Even though he’s no longer behind me I know I haven’t lost him, not yet.
I don’t bother with the drive as the tyres screech when I slam on the breach’s out side the house. Lily comes running out the house which a two back packs on each shoulder and a single small suite case behind her. Sprinting to the car I jump out to shove the stiff into the trunk.
“Did you get him? Is he okay?”She breathes out through gasps of breath. My emotions hit me like a rock at the question. My mouth running dry.
“get in passenger seat, he’s coming.”I order out. Like on cue I hear tyres screeching behind me as he turns the corner. My heart stopped at the realisation, it’s too late.
The car comes to a stop a distance from mine as the door flings opens and the devil himself emerges from inside.
“You really are a fucking stupid little boy! I WARNED you, and you should have listened.”He sneers as the points his gun directly at me until I’m looking down the barrel. Lily shrieks in fear from beside me and I grab her arm, shoving her behind me protectively as I just glare with pure hatred at the demon.
“You should never have come back. I said I was going to kill you if I saw you again and I am a man of my word…..I truly am sorry Jayson, your father was a good man but it seems his brains didn’t pass down. Pity.”He face held fake emotions as he pouts slightly as if he actually cared, as if he didn’t want to this. But then his face morphs into one of insanity, he smiled. His finger reacher for the trigger as my heart hammers against my chest. I failed, I couldn’t save him. I’m so, so sorry Asher. I swear I’m so fucking sorry I could protect you! I squeeze me eyes shut as tears flow down my face. Then ear piercing shot finally rang out.
-SHIT! Yh thats all I have to say, just shit. I honestly hold so much resentment for this abomination who happens to be just a figment of my imagination, eh I can just kill him a thousand times over in my head.
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