"I'm honestly not sure yet," Jackknife responded in a low tone.
Jack nodded in silent agreement, his face had traces of misery and thinking.
Jack nodded in silent agreement, his face had traces of misery and thinking.
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"I do-"
"We do."
"We do care." They sat in silence.
"We do."
"We do care." They sat in silence.
"Ours is, too," he muttered. "Ours was much worse than yours. Do you not see how many scars those bitches gave me? Jack had better be glad he doesn't have to live like me. Truth is, my scars actually bother me. I don't show it."
"I had to kill because somebody hurt him.
It was an ex as well. I still have the scars.
This... person... worsened our looks by about 50%." Jackknife stared downwards, his arms crossed.
Jack nodded. "I felt horrible... But you need to speak to someone about this."
It was an ex as well. I still have the scars.
This... person... worsened our looks by about 50%." Jackknife stared downwards, his arms crossed.
Jack nodded. "I felt horrible... But you need to speak to someone about this."
"I-I'm sorry... But... At first I was worried... Then... Horrified... Terrified for my life..."
Jackknife stepped to the side and leaned against the wall beside the dresser, keeping his head down.
Jackknife stepped to the side and leaned against the wall beside the dresser, keeping his head down.
"Well I applaud you for that... But I'm still terrified." He grit his teeth, holding back tears.
"Who now?" Jack piped up, peeking over his shoulder.
"We've killed too. It was my fault. I understand. But I can't be under a risk like this! Tell me. Do you understand me, since I understand you?" He turned, crossing his arms and Jack sat on the edge of the bed, shaking.
"There's no chance we can trust you. Sure, we're separated now, but we still stick together. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for him. I want to protect him. I've already done that enough but now... He's at a large risk. How could you lie about something like that? It's set in stone, you're a mass murderer. I'm not going to tell the police, but I'm going to try my best to avoid you and your little friend." He nudged his other half to follow him, and they walked out. They began packing.
Jack blinked, his eyes widened at the corner of horrified and terrified. He backed into Jackknife, who caught him, as he tripped and almost fell. He felt tears come to his eyes. "Y-You monster...!" He turned to Jackknife and started crying.
"He's right. You did this, and couldn't trust either of us in the first place to tell us. It hurts. And knowing that you're like this... You're... a monster." He turned, his eyes welling up. He pressed the button to walk out and shut the secret door once more. He stood there, comforting Jack. He was practically his big brother. "Listen, we need to pack up and leave."
Jack nodded. "I...I definitely agree..."
"He's right. You did this, and couldn't trust either of us in the first place to tell us. It hurts. And knowing that you're like this... You're... a monster." He turned, his eyes welling up. He pressed the button to walk out and shut the secret door once more. He stood there, comforting Jack. He was practically his big brother. "Listen, we need to pack up and leave."
Jack nodded. "I...I definitely agree..."
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