KEIFER'S POV
It was just another day.
Jay Jay had finally started coming to school regularly again....Even though I couldn't talk to her anymore… seeing her alone was enough for me.
But today felt different. The moment she entered the classroom, I noticed something unusual. She was wearing a jacket. Jay Jay never wore jackets. Not in this humid weather. So why today?
Maybe I was just overthinking.
She had been rude to everyone lately. But honestly? None of us blamed her. We deserved it. We should've told her about the plan long ago. But we didn't. And now all of us were suffering because of it.
She even refused to eat lunch. Not that my appetite existed anymore either. So instead of leaving the classroom, I stayed there silently… staring at my wifey.
But after some time, I noticed something strange.
She was shaking.
Trembling.
My body reacted before my mind did.
I immediately stood up and walked toward her. Her lips were moving slightly like she was mumbling something in her sleep. Sweat covered her forehead. Maybe she was having a nightmare. I tried waking her up. But she didn't respond. Soon the whole section gathered around us.
Then suddenly—
she woke up.
Her eyes widened in shock.
Fear.
Panic.
Without saying a single word, she sprinted out of the classroom. Everyone followed her immediately.
The moment I grabbed her arm—
she screamed.
"Ahh!"
Her jacket sleeve slipped slightly upward. And that's when I saw it. Bandages. My chest tightened painfully. So that's why she was wearing a jacket.
"Jay, I—"
Before I could even finish speaking, the others arrived.
But Jay Jay didn't wait for any of us. She immediately ran out of the building. I couldn't let her leave like that. So I followed her. And of course— the entire Section E followed too. Then I realized where we were heading.
Benedict Hospital
My jaw clenched instantly.
Jealousy. Anger. Possessiveness.
All of it burned inside me at once.
Why the hell would she come here?
Did she want to meet that fucking Kiko again?
But why?
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I was furious.
Jealous.
I honestly didn't even know what I was about to do. The moment she stopped walking, I lost control. In anger, I pushed her roughly against the car.
"One more time…"
My voice came out dangerously low.
"One more time, Jasper Jean. If you meet Kiko again…"
"I'll make sure he never sees the light of day again."
She took a deep breath before finally speaking. And somehow… her calmness scared me more than her anger ever could.
"Every time, Kiefer."
"Every single time I try to hate you less…"
My chest tightened.
"Every time I try to think maybe…"
Her voice cracked slightly.
"Maybe you have a reason for the things you do…"
Then her expression hardened again.
"You give me another reason to hate you more."
"To let my hope die."
I froze. Reality hit me so hard it felt like a slap across my face. What the hell had I done? I let my anger control me again. God. What the fuck was happening to me?
Jay Jay continued speaking with the same calm expression. But somehow… it felt dangerous. Like every word was cutting me open slowly.
"You're good at hiding your emotions… But not when it comes to your anger. Not when it comes to your jealousy."
I knew exactly what she meant. And she was right.
But still—
I forced myself to ask—
"What are you trying to say?"
Then suddenly—
she snapped.
"CONTROL YOUR ANGER, KIEFER!"
Even I flinched . Jay Jay rarely shouted. But this time— her voice was filled with frustration. Pain. Disappointment. She pointed at me angrily.
"Control it because every single time you let your anger control you… It leads to disaster."
"And the only thing you can do after that …"
"Is regret. "
I stayed silent. My jaw clenched painfully tight.
Too many emotions crashed inside me all at once.
Anger.
Pain.
Guilt.
Regret.
Self-hatred.
Then she spoke again. Slowly. Carefully. Like she wanted every word to sink deep into my soul.
"Mark my words, Kiefer Watson."
"Whenever you let your anger control you…"
"The human inside you dies."
My chest hurt.
Badly.
"The humam your mother raised…Dies."
"And the only thing left…"
"Is a Watson."
"....A monster."
And after that… she left. But I didn't move. I stayed there frozen while her words kept replaying inside my head over and over again.
The human your mother raised died.
The only thing left is a Watson.
A monster.
She was right. She was absolutely right. I became a monster.
In frustration, I punched the car hard enough to hurt my knuckles.
Then I got into my car and drove home. The moment I arrived, I went straight to the gym. And started boxing. Punch after punch after punch.
Trying to release every ounce of anger buried inside me. Trying to destroy the monster I had become. But no matter how hard I punched… nothing changed. Because the real monster wasn't the punching bag. It was me. Eventually exhaustion took over.
Breathing heavily, I walked toward the mini bar and started drinking. I wanted to numb the pain somehow. My vision blurred. And only then did I realize tears were falling from my eyes. I laughed bitterly. Pathetic.
Then I whispered softly—
"I'm sorry, Jay. But I promise… This is the last time you'll see this version of me. I'll change."
A shaky breath escaped my lips.
"I promise."
Then finally for the first time in a long while I made a promise to myself.
"I'll become a better person. I'll kill the monster inside me."
And only then… Only when I become someone worthy of her—
"Only then I will come back to you."