A Tale To The Heart

What's Wrong With It

HARLEY´S POV

“ Ms. Thorn”. “Why don’t you explain to us why you didn’t call the police when you first saw Mr.Conrad¨. Mr.Wells the prosecutor had to ask me 

  “Well sir like I mentioned before I’ve known everyone in this town including there families, I’ve heard numerous rumors about a new family in town so I wasn’t afraid as we don’t have a lot of crime here. So I had assumed that’s were he would have come from¨. 

   ¨Tell me Mr.Thorn do you believe Mr.Conrad killed all those people¨?  ¨Yes, yes I do¨

¨And why should we believe you if that was your significant other¨? “Hmm¨.  ¨ Because he wasn’t my significant other he was a freind¨. ¨Hmm he was your friend, which caused him to not be your friend Ms.Thorn¨? ¨He killed my grandfather¨. 

  ¨One more question and you’re free to go today¨. ¨At what moment did you start to suspect the violence was caused by Mr. conrqad¨? ¨Well¨   I didn’t see Jackson for about a week after the accident at the diner, I assumed he had just been passing by just like any other trucker. That’s until I saw him at school.

  Biiitch¨ my best friend Alex screamed in my ear as I was closing my locker. ¨ boy what the f**k id wrong with you, screaming in my ear-n-s**t. I say as I push past him. ¨ b***h, we got a sexy new boy toy coming here¨. Yeah, so¨ I say rolling my eyes I swear to god he does the most for the least  ¨That means new face, new body gurl, and new d**k!¨ ¨Ugh I’m so tired of the same boys every day and we finally get something new¨ He said with a twinkle in his eyes, you probably already guessed he’s gay. I mean he doesn’t try to hide it but if you don’t hear him talk or see him in action you wouldn’t know. Alex and I’ve been bestfriends/ family almost our whole lives. Ever since we found out his father had been beating him for acting feminine, and apparently shaming our town my grandfather took him in and eve since we’ve been best of buds.  As I made my way to class I bump into a wall. Avery hard wall with arms and the smell of rain must be a nice wall. I think to myself. ¨you really shouldn’t lie about the time you close when your sign says otherwise, it’s bad for business¨. There it is that deep muscular voice that makes me shiver. I look up into bright forest green eyes starring down at me. ¨ Oh umm yeah well we close early at nights¨. I say trying to move out of his grip but he only tightened it. ¨What’s wrong with your eye ¨?

  ¨Exusce me¨ I basically scream in basically face obviously offended by the question. Everything and everyone in the hallway stop, everyone knows why my eye is like this and everyone knows how sensitive the subject it to me. Most people avoid looking at it when talking to me, some would try there hardest not to stare but it never works, and some wouldn’t look at my face altogether. Which of course hurt but no one ever asks why. ¨Who in the flying f**k do you think you are ¨? Questioning mE ABouT My Eye yOu Don’t KnoW me, I Was ONE THING YOU TALKING TO ME LIKE I  won´t BEAT YOUR ASS But it’s a whole nother situation about my eye. My Eye ain’t nun of your business and never will be you bjeuwf¨ Gurl chill¨. Alex says putting a hand over my mouth and dragging me away before I hurt the dam thing, obviously use to me ranting and going off. Hell everyone is, cause everyone knows they know the story and they know my reaction on asking about the story. Even if he didn’t know any regular human being would come to the sense to not ask. But of course, I didn’t know he wasn’t normal, hell he wasn’t even human he had a mask a human mask, and under that mask, there was a monster lurking in the dark waiting to be its next prey. And just like everyone else, I fell for that mask and you know what they say even salt looks like sugar.

 JACKSON´S POV

    I killed her. I killed the thing that played in bed with the devil hoping that for some marvelous reason hell finds a reason to wed her. But no hell lure her in with his charms capturing her heart, locking it in a volt as it rots abusing when he’s bored, and when she’s finally ready to leave the traps her with his seed. Now hell hate her more for carrying what he never wanted. She apologized. She never does but this time she did when I held a knife to her throat.

¨I don’t know how many times I have to explain this to you, I couldn’t do anything.  You wouldn’t understand how hard it was to leave him!¨ My so-called mother said for the millionth time with teary eyes but did I care no should I no I should have not

 ¨Yea your right¨. I scoffed, I crossed my arms as multiple images of hurting her flash through my mind. ¨Because you were the only experiencing his loving treatment, f**k you and get out my face before I wreak yours¨. I said stepping closer to her. This would usually the part were she would coward away and leave me alone, but today she seems to have grown backbone considering the fact that she’s still here. 

    ¨Jackson¨, she sighs in the realization of her defeat ¨ If I could’ve done something about it I would have!”

 She all but screamed at me, yeah she’s really pushing her luck here. ¨Right¨… I roll my eyes. ¨I get how you couldn’t do anything when he was around, but you didn’t even acknowledge my presence” I say getting slightly annoyed  

¨ I told you I couldn’t stand to look at you in pain, Im sorry ok Im so so sorry and if you let me id mak---clilllchk I slit the pathetic throut she didn’t deserve to live. She was a pore excuse of a mother, not that I cared it just annoyed me to no end that he wouldn’t just accept her faults. People who ignore their faults are the same people who would put their guilt on you just to relive the pressure and as soon as you realize what there doing the beg and plead for your forgiveness. Words of advice don’t forgive them, they don’t mean it.  This isn’t the first person I killed Im just really good at hiding it but today I didn’t care, cause for some reason the little monster in the back of my mind was all but demanding I get ready for school

As I get ready for school I saw my mother move a little out of the corner of my eyes, it could have been me hallucinating or I could have actually seen her move because I didn’t cut deep enough. 

  So I just plunge the knife in her chest, just for good measures.   Out of all places, my mother could have moved to she just had to move to the littlest town she could find. 

  As I get to the dump these people call a school there’s a bunch of kids in the parking lot laughing and playing around.

¨Oh how funny it would be if I just ran them all over.¨ I mummer to my self. As I walk threw the hall looking for an office of some sort this little light-skinned Latino stares at me for a full-blown f*****g minute.

  Then just running down the hallway screaming b***h as loud as f*****g possible. 

 As soon as I was finna walk away and just go home I saw her. I saw her f*****g eye. She was walking in my direction but she was facing her friend.

 Causing her to run straight into me. Im not gonna lie she intrigued me, more so her eye did. I want it. I want her eye. No, I need her eye and im gonna do anything in my power to get it. I want to know what’s wrong with it. I wanna know whys it like that, which leads it to my next question

 ¨What’s wrong with your eye¨