At the Sullivan house
Sabrina was carried in by jack. Followed by the others. Your lighter than I thought. He said taking her to her room. Nice. She said playfully punching him. So about you know. She said blushing. Yeah what about it? He asked Was it weird? She asked. Well yeah obviously, but it was also kind of nice knowing that the care for me. Jack said placing her on her bed. Now get some rest you've had a rough couple of weeks. he said patting her head. So you wanna tell me what "you know" is? Val asked. I had a fight with Margaret and Sabrina came after me and well she cried when I mentioned that they'd be better off if I was, he slid two fingers across his neck. And she's embarrassed that she cried in front of her little brother. Jack said. Oh that's adorable. Val cooed. Not a word about this to anyone. He said in an empty commanding tone. Whatever you say darling. Val said walking away. Jack went to his room and fell asleep.
Jack awoke do to someone nudging him, he glanced over and saw Sabrina standing there. Jack are you awake? She asked quietly. I am now. He said sitting up.
C-Can I.. Can I sleep in here with you? She Asked. Jack cleared the sleep from his eyes and looked at Sabrina she was wearing spandex shorts and a band shirt he'd given her, and though it was dark jack could see the pink tint to her face In the moonlight. He moved over and patted the bed. Hop in. He said as she got in bed with him. Good night. She said curling up. Night. He said pulling the blanket over them. As they settled Sabrina's arm wrapped around jacks torso. What are you doing? He asked. Getting comfortable. She said snuggling with him. Is that a problem? she asked. No just curious. He said placing an arm around her back. She was curled up in an almost fetal position with her knees on Jack's thighs and her head was in his chest. I have the feeling this isn't how siblings sleep. Jack said. Shh, sleep now. awkward later. Sabrina said putting a finger to his lips. Whatever. He said drifting off to sleep the scent of roses and coconut permutating his nose.
Jack sat alone in a room with four chairs one he sat in. One held a man in a charcoal suit with a red tie his hair was slicked back and his eyes were a shade of gold. In the third held a woman dressed in a white blouse and black pencil skirt with matching stockings and heels. Her pastel blue eyes glanced over her thin rimmed glasses. The final chair was empty. Ok this is not normal. Jack said looking around the room, it reminded him of a smoking room in an old movie, it was lavishly decorated with a zig-zag pattern on the floor and black curtains around the edges of the room a Venus di milo stood in a corner and opposite it was the rape of Proserpina. Where? No that's not right. Am I? No not that either. Jack argued with himself. who are you two? Jack asked finally. we are Extremely complex phantasms of your subconscious moral values. The woman said. English please. Jack said, we're your conscience, the little voice in the back of your head saying don't do that, that's us. The male said. I'm still lost . To dumb it down we're your sense of justice and vengeance. The man said. Right so why am I here? Jack questioned. Because you are the voice of reason justice and vengeance are twin extremes but in the middle is reason the Counter balance of the two extremes. The woman said So I'm a glorified tie breaker. Jack said. Yeah pretty much. They said in almost unison. And the weird I want out guy. That was me. The man said. Can I have your names because if we are going to be working together I'd like to call you something other than guy and girl. Jack said. My name is Jillian and I'm the voice of justice, peace and love. The woman said. And I'm Eric the voice of vengeance, wrath and lust. The man said. Right well good to know that I have two people in my head who are self-aware. Jack said as he felt a force pulling Him backwards. I guess I have to go. He said as the world went dark