WARNING LOTS OF BLOOD AND VIOLENCE 

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Ethan still didn't say anything, so I pulled away. "I'm sorry.." I sniffed while wiping underneath my nose with my sleeve. 

"What's been happening Jack?" Ethan whispered. 

I opened my mouth to answer, but I choked, and only a small sound came out. I fell to my hands and blood spilled out from my eyes. I couldn't look up to see what horror must've been on Ethan's face.

I blacked out.

Third person POV

Jack shot his head up to reveal his pitch black eyes and hungry fangs. 

"I remember you, Ethan." Anti snickered as he stepped closer to Ethan.

"I.. I-" Was all Ethan could say. Anti pulled out a knife that had been stained with blood. He pinned Ethan to the ground, and lined the knife up with his chest. 

"Say goodbye Ethan." Anti smiled as he stabbed the knife into Ethan's chest, puncturing the heart, making Ethan die almost instantly. 

...

Jack's POV 

"Oh my god! I just killed someone!" I was freaking out, breathing quickly, and my head was spinning. I just murdered Ethan.. I could see the blood from his chest slowly oozing out, staining his clothes and the ground. 

I quickly spun my head around a few times before running, sprinting out of that forest, I wanted nothing to do with that forest anymore. It was bad luck. 

... 

I found my way out of the forest, thank god. I ran back to the house, and slammed the door behind me, breathing heavily. My face was all scratched up and I had about fifteen bruises on both arms and hands. 

To my surprise, Y/N came rushing to the door. "Jack? Where were you? And why are you all beaten up?" She asked. Now she was concerned for me? After she told me to leave her alone and smacked me away.

Whatever, I was still too shaken from what had just happened. I brushed past her, completely shutting her out and went to the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, I slammed  my hands onto the counter and took a few deep breaths. I heard footsteps coming after me. 

"Y/N!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!" I growled as she entered. She instantly got a look of horror on her face, and I had realized what I had done. I was slowly losing control, I was slowly descending into insanity.

I gasped and reached out to grab her shoulder, but she quickly grabbed a knife and stabbed it right through my hand, blood rapidly started pouring out, running down the blade of the knife and dripping off of the tip. She ran away, and I could hear a door slam. 

I was stunned, in pain and ever since I murdered Ethan, a part of me was lost. I feel like the part of me that let's me be happy was ripped out of my body. Which makes up over half of me. I felt a little soulless.  

I sighed and grabbed the handle, and without thinking too much, ripped the knife out of my hand. 

"OW." 

I screamed and cussed, I felt dizzy and sick just by looking at my hand. I took a deep breath and ran it under the tap. I know I should go to the hospital, but I'm constantly fighting back a demon trying to kill me. I think I should be able to shake off a wound from a knife. 

After I got my hand cleaned up and wrapped it up in gauze, I went outside and sat underneath a tree. It was fairly hot out for a fall day, so the shady tree would hopefully cool me down.

Okay I spent at least a month after I finished writing this pondering if I should post it, or change it to make it less violent. Yes, you heard it here first, I've had a new chapter written and ready to be posted for over a month. Hehe, sorry ;)