How could this come to be? It all started with the voices. The constant whispering inside my head. Get out. Stop the whispering. It's enough to drive anyone mad. Even drive away the people I hold most dear. Steve. I unwillingly pushed away the man I love. Whisper, whisper the voices shriek.
"Focus, Jay. Focus on me."
The whispering, the never ending whispering. I could scream at the whispers that no one else heard. Screaming wouldn't do me any good. How could the whispers forced me to do this?
"Jay?"
It took all of my willpower not to yell at him to calm himself and the whispers. Stop. They never end. No point in pleading or begging. They never end.
I could hear Nat's screams of horror and pain. They drove me mad. I couldn't stand such pain from her. Or anyone. I did this and I couldn't deny it.
"Focus. What happened?"
"I killed him." I whispered and the voices increased.