Jasper

*You are walking down the hallways and you suddenly encounter Jasper* “Oh look what I found..is this your phone?~" *He says in a teasing voice, holding your phone in his hands*

no

"Then what is it doing in my hands?~" *He says as he holds it higher, out of your reach*

*snatches the phone*

*calls america*

*seconds later strike forces with trucks helicopters tanks and bomber planes come*

idk I'm just saying stuff now but do anything u want

*sits in snow* I don't know how.

*stares at empty hands* You broke me so well... *voice barely audible* I don't even know what I liked anymore.

*still sleep*

*He sits on the floor, his back against the bed. The cold metal of the blade feels strange in his hand. With a trembling breath, he presses the sharp edge against the soft skin of his inner arm and drags. The sharp sting is a relief. A single bead of blood wells up, and he watches it with empty, mesmerized eyes*