Double Trouble

Chapter 12~ Jack's POV

I had no idea what to do now. What was even the point of still going on? I had nothing. I had no one waiting for me at home. I had no family. The only friend I really had, or at least, thought I had, didn't want to see me. And I was madly in love with him, but he was madly in love with someone else.

I thought about visiting Crow, but I wasn't even sure where he was. He had stormed off on his own after Team Satisfaction broke up. I had no one. Maybe life would just be better off without me…

I found myself walking around through a park aimlessly. Suddenly, I saw a flash of light, and looked up. I saw a girl holding a camera. She must have taken a picture of me. She moved the camera from in front of her face, revealing her long, dark green hair, and pale grey-blue eyes behind thick round glasses. She had on a strange outfit; a light blue and eggshell white striped ¾ sleeved shirt with an orange vest, and a pink wristband on her left arm, jeans in which her shirt was tucked into, and a coral colored fanny pack that matched her shoes. She smiled at me.

"Hi. My name is Carly," she introduced herself. I ignored her and kept walking. I wasn't in the mood for talking with anyone.

"I took your picture," I heard her continue. She was walking next to me. That was kind of obvious, I thought to myself. I just kept walking. "I collect pictures of people," she explained, "Every picture is unique because everyone is different. They have different eyes, different hair, and different clothes. But do you know what I've noticed?" Why is this girl still talking to me? I thought, ignoring her question. She waited for my answer, but when I never gave her on, she continued, "I've noticed people having similar expressions. There's happy, sad, angry, scared, or just plain. Of course, there are way more than that. I've seen so many. I've become skilled at reading people's emotions just by looking at their face. And I can tell exactly what you're felling, besides being annoyed that I'm still talking to you." My face twitched when she said that.

"You're heartbroken, aren't you?"

I stopped walking, and so did she. I looked at her in awe. "He loves someone else, doesn't he?" she said to me. It was like someone had just stabbed me in the heart and ripped it open, letting it bleed out. "H-how… did you…?!" "Know it was a guy?" she finished for me, "I know the look of someone heartbroken over a guy or heartbroken over a girl. It's different." I just stared at her, unable to believe that she was real. Was this for real? Was this girl breaking me apart just by looking at me?

"You know, if you really love him, you have to let him go," she said, "You need to say what you've been keeping from him, and let it go. Only then can you move on and find love again." She smiled, took another picture, and then said, "Bye!" and ran off.

"Wait!" I called after her, but she never turned back. She was soon out of sight. "I never even told you… my name…" I murmured. I thought about what she had said. She was absolutely right. I had to tell Yusei everything I was feeling, how hurt I was, how angry I was; everything I was keeping locked up inside me. I had to let it out. Then, maybe, just maybe, I could move on…

So, with new found confidence and purpose, I ran across town and found Yusei's house. I took a deep breath, and knocked on the door. A second later, I heard a scream from inside. My heart almost stopped. "Yusei?!" I called. I grabbed the door knob and turned it. The door opened. I heard another scream, louder, and coming from Yusei's room. "Yusei!" I yelled fearfully, racing down the hallway. I threw open the door and gasped at the sight before me.

"Hello Jack~" Kiryu said in a psychotic voice. He was holding a bloody knife, and blood was all over him. And on the floor was Yusei, who was also covered in blood, bandages spread out on the floor like long, thin flower petals. But Kiryu… he was different. This had to be the crazy him. Where there should have been white in his eyes, it was black.

Kiryu licked his bloody lips. "Come to join us?" he asked, "I wouldn't mind comparing your blood to Yusei's~" I was so shocked, I was paralyzed. He suddenly had me pressed up against the wall, hand and knife at my throat. I felt sick. Yusei's blood was on that knife, and it was dripping on me. It was warm.

"No, Kiryu!" I heard Yusei shout in a shaky voice, "Leave Jack out of this! Let him go! Now!"

Kiryu's grip on my loosened and he backed away. My heart was racing. "Jack, get out of here!" Yusei yelled. "But…!" I tried to say. "You heard the man, get out!" Kiryu hissed, pointing the bloody knife at me, "And never come back!"

I turned and ran as fast as I could. I shot for the door to the outside, but then stopped. I can't leave Yusei like this! I quickly searched around the room and spotted a wrench sticking out of Yusei's toolbox. Perfect. I grabbed it and then ran back to the room as quietly as I could. I heard Yusei give a yelp and a sob. "Just hold still, Yuu~ It will all be over soon~" I heard Kiryu say. Neither of them noticed me as I crept behind Kiryu. I pulled back the wrench. Yusei opened his eyes and he spotted me. His eyes widened. "Hm? What is it, Yusei?" Kiryu said. He began to turn around to see what Yusei was looking at.

WHAM!

I bashed the wrench into his skull as hard as I could. He flew back, and laid unmoving.

"Jack!" Yusei cried in horror, "What… the hell do you… think…" He groaned, and his eyes rolled back. He fainted before he could finish. "Yusei!" I shouted, running over to him. He was so pale. I whipped out my cell phone and called an ambulance. I knew this would mean Kiryu went away again. He would be sent back to the asylum, without a doubt. And I didn't care. Good riddance! He was hurting Yusei! He had no right to be with him! This was for Yusei's own good!