Bittersweet

Whiplash

"Well, that's what you get for being a billionaire's eldest son." He shrugged her hand off and stood up.

"I'll catch up with you guys later." And with that, he left.

Sarah was worried about him, they both were.

"He's pretty upset."

"Don't worry Sarah, he'll come around," Judy assured.

Sarah nodded.

"Let's enjoy the picnic, okay?"

Sarah tried to smile.

"Okay."

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"Doctor."

"Evening Mr Snow." He heard the Doctor say on the other line.

"The test results?" Aaron walked to his bed and sat.

"I'm sorry Mr Snow but they're the same, nothing's changed."

Aaron's hand tightened slightly on the phone.

"Run them again."

"I have, three times already, they all came up 100% positive. You still have the disease." The Doctor said.

"I haven't said anything to your sister per your request."

"I appreciate your cooperation Doctor." Aaron rubbed his temple, he felt a headache brewing.

"I'm truly sorry Mr Snow."

"Goodbye Doctor." Aaron cut the call.

'Why was this happening?'

'He should be cured, they had a deal.'

He threw the phone in anger and it broke into pieces as it hit the wall. He clutched his hair in frustration, his head bowed.

'They had a deal.', was what he kept saying over and over again in his head.

Suddenly, a chill breeze wafted into the room. All lights went out and his hair stood on ends.

Aaron raised his head.

"mყ mყ, ɯɧყ ŧɧɛ Şơųř ʄąĆɛ?"

"It's been weeks, why am I still sick?!" He yelled.

"ı'ɖ ɯąŧĆɧ mყ ŧơŋɠųɛ ıʄ ı ɯɛřɛ ყơų." It growled.

"You can't threaten me Beelzebub." He stood and took several steps towards the dark figure.

"Why am I still sick?" He asked more calmly.

"We had a deal."

"ყơų ɧą۷ɛŋ'ŧ ɧɛٳɖ ųק ყơųř ɛŋɖ ơʄ ŧɧɛ ɖɛąٳ."

Aaron was silent.

"ŧɧɛ mąŞŧɛř ɧąŞ ŋɛɛɖ ơʄ ყơų. ɧɛ'ٳٳ ŧɛٳٳ ყơų ɯɧɛŋ ıŧ'Ş ŧımɛ."

And just like that, it was gone. Aaron closed his eyes and exhaled. His phone started ringing from where it lay broken on the floor.

He walked towards it and grabbed it.

Juliet's picture was displayed on the broken screen. He brushed her cheek with his thumb.

His eyes widened. She'd said she was coming over to cook him dinner. He picked the call.