Hey guys Jakob here again! I've been struggling a bit lately on where exactly I'm wanting the plot to go, and I've been working on the summary lately with Ashe, and I'm pretty sure we have almost everything figured out!
Anyway, here's chapter three, hope you all enjoy! And again, please don't forget to leave a review! By the way, I know this is insanely short, but the length of each chapter is going to be different every time, so you might see things like this every once in a while. I promise I'll do my best to get you guys another update before Christmas.
-Jake
Jakob
I desperately tried to hold back tears as I geared every ounce of strength I had into beating my best friend into the ground. What Ashe had done was downright unforgivable, and I couldn't figure out how in hell he could be so heartless. The two people that meant the most to me… The two I couldn't live another day, take another step, or draw in another breath without… Had betrayed me.
But now wasn't the time to feel any form of self-pity or remorse for what I had seen. Now was the time to act. All I could think about was how furious I was at Ashe for what he had done as I made another attempt to pound his face in with my right elbow, exerting all the force from my pent up rage. I could never imagine myself doing anything to purposely hurt my friend, or the love of my life… But after what they had done… I wanted nothing more than for both of them to burn in hell for all of eternity, and if anyone was to send them there, I would make sure it was me.
Ashe barely managed to dodge my elbow as I brought it down; shattering the passenger's side window of the car he was leaning against. I could see the fear in his eyes which only seemed to infuriate me more. After dodging my wildly thrown elbow, he leaned back against the car and brought his knee upwards, then kicked with all of his strength in an attempt to get as far away from me as possible. His well-aimed kick sent me staggering to the ground. I hadn't seen him fight like this before. Whenever Ashe fought Derek, he was calm and controlled, but due to the large amounts of alcohol he already had flowing through him, his self-control seemed to have disappeared, replaced by a drunken agitation that seemed to grow stronger the harder he fought.
He ran back into the street in an all too obvious attempt to try and finish me off while I was down. I smiled cockily to myself as I examined every possible weak point that I could exploit to its fullest potential. I stood up quickly and prepared myself while he drew closer and closer to me, hatred gripping at the very strings of my heart, causing me to grit my teeth in anxiety as he pulled his fist back.
I wasn't really sure what happened after that intense moment. I just remembered the sound of a loud horn, the flashing of headlights, and the screeching of tires… Then… Black.
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"Oh god… My head" I groaned, sitting up and slowly rubbing my eyes. "I think that was probably the worst nightmare I've had in weeks" I stretched and rubbed the back of my head. As I sat up I noticed that something felt… off. I sat there silently with my eyes closed as I tried to assess what exactly I was feeling. I couldn't help but feel a little… Numb. As a matter of fact, I couldn't really feel anything at all.
I quickly opened my eyes, afraid that my horrible nightmare was all too true; I looked down at my body to find myself in nothing but the shorts that I had worn to the concert.
"WHAT THE HELL!" I screamed as I looked over my torso to find that I was covered in a number of scars and gashes. I wasn't bleeding, but they looked fresh, as though the event that caused this had just taken place.
"No… No… The car… I can't be dead!" I yelled to no one in particular as I began to tear up at the thought of my life being over. I knew that what Ashe and Krystal had done was terrible, but that didn't mean I wanted to just throw my life away. It was that moment when I finally looked up from my mangled torso to check my surroundings, only to find that there were none. White. All that I saw anywhere I looked was white. My jaw dropped as I stood up, trying to take in the sight that I was beholding. It was the most calm and beautiful, yet horrifying and disturbing thing that I had ever laid my eyes on.
"Please… Wake up" I groaned to myself, closing my eyes, wishing for all of this to go away. I wanted to go home. I wanted to breathe again, to feel again. I wanted to see my best friend again… Even if it was only to rip his head off. I had never been so angry before.
"If only I had something to hit… I swear to god, if I ever see him again, I'm going to fucking end him"
"That's it… Let it out. He was your best friend and he betrayed you. You have every right to end his life" Boomed a thunderous voice from out of nowhere, causing me to wince as it continued to ring in my ears, even after he was done speaking.
"Who the hell are you?" I yelled, rapidly looking around for the source of the loud voice, only to find that I was still enshrouded in white.
"I am your only true friend now…" The voice spoke again, this time a bit softer. It was strange… the voice sounded so familiar, but no matter how much I thought about it, I could not figure out who it was. After all was quiet for a moment, I began to contemplate the fact that I may have just been going crazy, until he spoke again.
"What your friend did… What they both did to you was unforgivable. If I were in your situation, I would focus all my energy on making them die a slow, painful death" The anonymous voice suggested, a hint of anger at the end of his sentence. I was so clueless as to what was happening, who this strange voice was, how I got here, and what would happen next, I sat down and began to breathe slowly in an attempt to clear my mind.
"Alright, I know I'm probably crazy here…. But honestly who gives a shit. Who are you?" I asked, not expecting anything but silence in response.
"I am your only friend Jakob." He said in a much softer voice, causing me to jump back to my feet and start hyperventilating again.
"HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?" I yelled, becoming agitated at the mysterious voice. " I don't think you know this, but I've had a pretty shitty day, so either you stop screwing with my head, or I'll kill you to!"
"Good… Let your anger take control. Let your hate flow through you and be your motivator. It makes you strong."
"Fuck off!" I screamed, desperately glancing all across the barren whit wasteland for something to take my anger out on. All of the sudden, a mirror appeared in front of me. It was strange, but I was too furious to think about why it was there. I pulled back in preparation to smash the mirror, but just as I was about to bring my fist down, shattering the glass into pieces, something in the mirror caught my eyes.
"Destroy him… Just like he destroyed you…" The voice growled, clearly annoyed at my hesitation. I looked in the mirror for a moment and glanced over myself… Or what I thought was me. My eyes were glowing a faint red, and I seemed to be surrounded by a very hazy blood colored aura. I could practically see all of my rage and hatred fuming off of my body. Every single vein and muscle on my body seemed to stand out on end, clenched tightly, as though I was preparing for a fight. As I looked angrily into the mirror, I saw Ashe appear beside me, and all rational thoughts faded away, replaced by horrible thoughts. Thoughts of the things I would do to the boy I used to consider my best friend. I wanted to rip his throat out… To tear him limb from limb… To bash his face in with anything I could possibly find. As these thoughts passed through me, the red aura surrounding my body only seemed to glow brighter and brighter as I stood there looking into the mirror. I couldn't hold it back any longer. Nothing mattered, the voice, my death, Krystal, nothing. I just wanted with every fiber of my being; with every ounce of energy I had left… to kill Ashe.
"AGHH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs in a distorted voice, as though I was possessed by some kind of demon. I pulled back again and kicked the mirror, smashing it with immeasurable speed. I looked down at the broken pieces that once contained the image of my friend and smiled. I had never felt this much power running through me. I had felt insane amounts of adrenaline in my lifetime, but they were nothing compared to this. I could literally feel myself buzzing with energy as my heart began to beat at its steady pace.
"You're fucking dead Ashe" I chuckled evilly to myself, completely un-aware that the thunderous voice was laughing along with me. And just as soon as I felt all the power running through my veins, it was gone, and all of the white that had previously seemed to completely fill the mysterious place I was stuck in, disappeared, replaced with darkness.
"So your journey begins" I heard the voice laugh just before everything faded away, and I was yet again completely enveloped in a soothing black as the strange barren land of white slowly faded from my vision.
Huh, wonder what the mysterious voice means by his journey… Journey to what?
Again, sorry if this was very short, but I felt like this was good enough for one chapter, and again I promise that the next one will be about as long as the first two. Anyway, have a great day/night guys! And I don't want to beg, but if you enjoy this story or if you want to give constructive criticism, PLEASE feel free to review! Bye guys
