"Yeah...Thanks. See you later then." Jaymi answered and began the trek to room 401. Once there, Jaymi watched the artificial sun begin to set outside the window and sighed. Well Sacred Heart Academy wasn't exactly what she expected, and that turned out to be...a good thing?
Jaymi returned to her Journal and smiled. Flipping through her old entries, she stopped at a blank page and grabbed a pen.
Jo entered the lair, liquid fear pumping through her blood and the hairs on the back of her neck sticking straight out. Any other day, this would be forbidden, dangerous and just plain stupid. But she had to know. Her best friend was in there. You can't abandon best friends. Jo wandered deeper into the cave and began to smell the rusty scent of blood in the all-consuming darkness. Then she saw light. Up ahead, Jo could just barely make out a small pinhole of white sunlight peeking through the ceiling. She stumbled toward it, snapping rotting bones beneath her feet and when she finally reached it, not only had she found a small cavern, but she had also found her friend. "KEVAN!" she screamed, unable to hold it back. The blonde boy was mangled beyond repair, organs ripped clean out of his abdomen, entrails spilling onto the crimson-stained stones below him, and his eyes...his emerald green green eyes stared helplessly up at Jo, frozen in permanent horror agony. She collapsed onto her hands and knees, choking on her own tears, wishing it had been her instead. And all he ever wanted to do was protect her.... Jocelyn's tears mixed with the blood staining her hands. Kevan's blood.
Jo then felt a pair of eyes staring her down. IT was behind her. This time, her scream of terror was for herself, tearing through the air as she was ripped to shreds by the sharpest of teeth fangs.
The last thing she saw? Kevan's green green eyes.
Had they never decided to be friends, none of them would have lost their lives...
So they lived died happily NEVER after. The End.
Not one of her goriest pieces she'd admit, but at least there was a lesson to it. She didn't always have this kind of writing style. In fact, the first entry in Jaymi's Journal is a page full of song lyrics. And of all things she could have written that song about, she wrote about love. True Love. That romance stuff wasn't something she believed in anymore. She never sings anymore either. That stuff was part of the old Jaymi. It only ever caused her pain.