I watched them smile at each
other as Susan gently placed her hand on top of Jason’s as they laughed
together. I had watched Jason slowly steal Susan away from me. Jason threw
himself between me and Susan and he took her away from me. I could see now how
it all fit together, he hadn’t meant to be my friend all these years, he was
just building up to this one moment were he would completely take her away from
me. I had noticed it in Susan’s eyes they were dull towards me now, and her
eyes had brightened towards Jason’s. She
had no longer looked on me how she used to.
I always knew I had been outcast,
to everyone in Farowcha, but I thought Susan would be the one person who would
treat me differently. She was the one I had thought I could confide in, if
there was anyone who I thought would care about me it was her, and if there was
anyone I would’ve given and accepted love from it would have been Susan. But
now here she sat, directly in front of me laughing with Jason, with kindness
and innocence showing from her face. She did not know how much pain it brought
me to see her this way with Jason.
I threw a glance towards Jason,
and our eyes met. Jason’s eyes were mocking me, and he seemed to know exactly
what I was thinking and how I felt, for a sneered curled his lips. Rage filled
my heart, and I abruptly stood up. I could feel both of their eyes turn towards
me, but I only directed my gaze towards Jason. I allowed my mind to fully take
hold of his, as I went into his mind. I concentrated harder than I had ever
done in my life and the only things that drove me was jealousy and anger. I entered
his mind and there were millions of memories thrown about carelessly, as if he
no longer cared for them. I carefully searched through many for the first sign
of love he felt for Susan, so I could steal it away, but I could it was so hard
to find.
I kept digging deeper and deeper,
but there were so many. There was however one memory that kept surfacing to the
top, and I kept trying to push it away but it kept bobbing to the surface. I
wondered what was so important to Jason that it seemed to be the only thing on
his mind. I wondered if it could be about Susan. I took a peek, and I saw a bright light,
brighter than even the sun, and I felt love radiating from it. I thought this
must be the light Jason kept talking about, I had thought it all a lie, but
here it was, firmly planted in his mind.
This seemed to be the only thing
he cared about, and a smile covered my face, this was good. I reached in my
hand, and stole away the light from his memory, I held it delicately it’s love
radiating onto me, and for a moment I thought like keeping it, but I threw it
away. Jason indeed did not deserve this light he already had his perfect life.
I felt that my job was done here, and was ready to leave. I could feel his mind
had already begun to weaken. I thought it strange that at the slightest change
his mind could be so altered, and I slowly left his mind. As I slowly descended
from his mind, trying to treasure this moment I could hear the screams of a
girl,
“Jason! Jason are you okay! Oh Conrad
what is happening?” it was Susan.
Anger filled my heart once more,
why did she care so much about Jason? I gave her a slight cruel look, and it
quickly vanished when I met her gaze. Nothing in my body could be cruel to her, and
even if it wanted to I wouldn’t allow it.
Susan kept screaming about my
eyes turning brown, the white and all. She spoke of how Jason started falling
to the ground and convulsing, and it close changed right before her eyes. How
wounds started to appear- My mind didn’t pay attention because of the last
words Susan had said. Wounds? What wounds did she speak of? I cast a glance a
Jason, and my heart completely stopped.
His clothes were rags, and his
body was bloody, drool spilled from his mouth, and he was clawing at the sky.
However what haunted me most of all was his eyes. His pupil were completely dilated
and I had never seen his eyes so wide, and the kept looking from left to right.
I felt pain in my heart at seeing Jason look like this; he looked like a madman
clawing at the sky.
I stepped backwards as the guilt
got a hold of me. I had not understood what I had done, I had not meant for
this to happen. I hadn’t cut him so why he bleeding? I hadn’t taken his
clothes, so why had they changed? I had only meant to steal his light why did
this happen? My anger and hate had gotten the best of me, and now all of it
didn’t matter. I screamed in my head “let him have Susan, just don’t let him be
like this,” my second closest friend lay on the floor now broken, all because of
me.
My hands flew up to my head, and
my eyes fogged, and my heart ached. I
looked at Susan and her hand was over Jason’s body, and she looked mortified, I
couldn’t stand to see her like this. I wanted to fix this, so I ran up to Jason
and went back in his mind. I tried to be as quick as possible because I couldn’t
take the pain he was feeling, I found the very memory I had stolen the light
from, and I had tried to replace the light I had stolen. However I had no light
as bright as his, I could only give him the light I saw in his memory, and the
brief love, and I passed it back to him. I prayed this would do, and I left his
mind.
I looked down on him, and his
eyes slowly started to gain their color back, and Jason looked less beaten, but
the joy was drained from his face. Jason pulled himself up, and buried his head
in his hands and started to weep, and he kept yelling through tears,
“Something is missing! Something
is gone,” and he kept weeping.
My heart crumbled inside of me, I
had never seen Jason cry, and I hated that I was the reason behind it. I looked
down at my feet, when I felt Jason’s accusing eyes on me. I looked up at him,
his eyes were bloodshot, and his face puffy and he dragged his skinny arm
towards me, and pointed one finger at me, and the hateful glare never left his
face. I moved backwards in surprise, did
he know I was the one who did this to him? How could he know? Susan then looked
up at me with pleading eyes, and I did the only thing I could think of. I ran
away, away from the my broken friend, away from the girl I had loved, and knew
now for sure she would never love a monster like me. I ran until my legs could
no longer take it, and when I collapsed I crawled, and when I could no longer
crawl I wept.
