~Wretched And Divine~

Chapter 2 ~~ Jason

I was still following them not exactly sure of how long we had been running, but if I know anything it's that Jake or well, Jacob was right I really don't need a face to face with a cop right now, or at all. but I kinda wonder about Slenderman I mean in a way I'm like he's actually real? but in a way I'm also like I told you so mother fuckers. I always figured that he couldn't just be a myth. oh and with that being said i wish at the moment I knew more about creepy pastas, all I knew was slenderman.

Suddenly it seemed like they were slowing their pace, I just happened to notice the wind catching under the dark feathery mess that was the hair that hung by Jacob's face usually. wait was I starring? I hope I wasn't starring, why would I even want to stare? All I knew of him was a cocky attitude I should be looking away wiping this sly grin off my face that seemed to appear out of no where. I usually didn't smile, in fact I usually pull up the collar on my jacket to cover my frown of stone that it seemed had been cracked by this cocky prince.

I turned along with them as we all three dashed into an ally that was semi dark but light enough for me to see the tiara placed lightly upon Jacobs head. I slowly approached them once more. "you could have told me where we were going before running off''', I was focused mainly on Jacob since he's the one who grabbed Ben and basically left me. He glared at me, not such the happy look in his black eyes that expressed his snarky remark "I didn't even know so how the bloody hell was I going to tell you? all i knew was we had to get away or we were dead." I kinda realized the fact in that once he said it but cant tell him now he wouldn't care either way. "whatever I just need to know whats next? you were killers first" I felt a bit understated once I put that out there. "How much have you killed here?" Ben blurted the question, it floated in the air a moment as i tried to read the expressionless face of the Prince, before answering. "well I killed a boy of my living age and his mother, she shouldnt have interupted our negotiation" I smirked.

"Is that all?" i beleive Ben seemed a bit surprised. "well I mean, yeah." it seemed a bit dissapointing but it was of such enjoyment I could do it endless times over. "you havent done much damage here, you should be safe for awhile, I just wouldn't go out during the day often." Jacob replied this time a bit more serious. "im confused, i still don't know what to do now." I really felt stupid saying that but it was the truth. "You probably feel the need to kill, right? Pastas get their strength from fear, you have to scare people to survive and you're probably going to want to do that through killing. If you stay in one place for too long people will start to figure out its you so you have to keep moving often." I was beginning to understand much better now what was happening. "That was a bit more specific, when do you two intend on leaving Florida?" I wasn't sure who'd answer so I didn't focus on a specific of the two. "If there's a computer nearby I could leave now, Jacob should be leaving by tonight, right?" Ben questioned.

"Yeah, the sooner the better. People are starting to find me out."

I suddenly became tense, it's different living alone but I'm- I'm dead for fucks sake. everyone became quiet and no one had moved. I caught myself noticing the way the tiara was angled, no why am I starring at the prince of shitty attitude? I took a second to gather my words, "J-Jacob, are you- are you going alone?" "That's what I was planning but knowing Benjamin he'll probably follow me." He looked at Ben with an agitated look across his smooth pale face that had a slight misty patterned of blood. I was beginning to panic inside, I doubt I'd make it out here. "Do you have any -any idea of where your going? I mean not exact but possibly thinking of a direction or something?" I was putting offa question I had to ask before he decided to just be done with me and run off. "No, I just run until I get tired. I have no destination." His voice had an obvious bored tone and I just spoke with out really thinking.

"You think you'd mind someone accompanying you? I mean I just.... "No. I don't need more pastas following me around, Ben is bad enough." He cut me off abruptly.