lonely asylum nights (an Emerson Barrett story)

part eleven

Em's p.o.v
After y/n left I couldn't help but feel this emptiness inside of me. Like a piece of me was missing. I wasn't used to this feeling. Everything felt glum and ugly. She brought a light into this dark place. I smiled to myself at the thought of her.

"Daydreaming, Barrett?" Jason asked me from the other side of the room. I immeaditly felt myself tense up. "What's it to you?" I asked. Jason had never liked me. He always said I was a filthy worthless pig for doing what I "did." Yet he did almost the same.

"I find it funny how you've fallen for a human." He said swinging his pocket watch back and fourth. Making that annoying "tick" sound. "What happened to the stone cold, rock hard exterior you built yourself all those years ago?" He asked. "It's still here." I said. "Is it?" It doesn't seem like that. Everytime that human and her friends come around here you can't but help to jump at the opportunity to expose us!" He said venomous. "If people know about us it can be used as research!" I said

Do you even know what that word means?" He asked. I went to answer, but couldn't. He just smiled. "Let me say this. That human comes back and something happens to all of them!" I shouted. "Don't you dare hurt her! Or them!" Oh, I already have." He darkly chuckled. All these thoughts than invaded my mind. All I could think about was her. How I hope she's okay.

Your p.o.v
I was driving back from Lone Hill. It was almost midnight when I got in the car. No doubt Zak and the guys were worried about me. I drove as fast as the speed limit would allow to get home.

As I got closer I couldn't help but feel drowsy. Something happened and the next thing I know I'm rolling. All I can hear is my own screams. After that I feel myself fall back into my drowsy state. Sirens filled the void of silence.

Sorry it's short

By for now my loves