A Story of a Killer - Chapter 25: Chapter 25

Jacob
The nurses rushed in quickly as Sora's heart monitor stopped. I was pushed back to the wall while Titus stayed by his sister's side crying, but I knew better. I knew those tears were fake and that he truly didn't care about who he had to hurt as long as he got his fill. He was crazy. Insane and now I'm just as guilty as him. Tears slid down my eyes one by one and soon it was heavy flowing. My cries were muffled by my hands covering my mouth but I knew Titus could still hear me over the commotion. At least I thought he did since his eyes made contact with mine and he let a sly smile creep on his lips.
Soon though, another nurse escorted me and Titus out the room since we couldn't be in there anymore. With his hand on the small of my back Titus ushered me into the waiting room where the television was playing a random show about fish in high school.
"-Please hurry!" Jacob yelled into the phone. I didn't want to ask at first but I was very curious as to who he was on the phone with. Taking a deep breath I slowed my breathing so I could stop the tears so I wouldn't stutter.
"Who was that?" He looked up at me from his phone and gave me a wide grin.
"Oh baby. Why are you crying? You shouldn't be crying. This is a happy day." He coos while wiping my tears which causes my lips to quiver. I felt another wave of tears approaching but I held it in. "If you must know it's my mother. I told her Sora's heart suddenly stopped now both her and Tony are coming."
I nod my head in understanding.
Soon enough we hear the sound of Titus' mother running through the halls calling her son's name.
"Titus!? Titus!? Where are you?" He gives me a peck on the cheek and in a split instant he goes from happy go lucky to sad and depressed. He greeted his mother at the entrance of the door and she was in tears. She grabs him by the shoulders and shakes him.
"Titus where is my baby!? Please tell me she's going to be okay? I can't lose her Titus, I can't lose my baby!" She screamed causing the nurses at the reception to come to her to try and calm her down.
"I don't know mom. They are in there now doing everything they can to save her. I can't lose her either." He sniffles.
Tony walks into the room and stands right in front of me. Don't get me wrong he doesn't intimidate me or anything it's just.... well yes, he does intimate me actually. Instead of looking up at him I keep my eyes on my fingers that are fidgeting with my shirt and catching my tears.
He places his hands on mine and slides a piece of paper into my palms. Shocked, I squeeze the paper and let out a gasp. I look around hoping that no one seen and I'm grateful to see Titus still hugging his weeping mother. Tony places a finger over his mouth to do the 'hush' motion and mouthed words to me.
I can help you
Help me? I need help? I mean I don't think I do so why would he tell me this? Instead of verbalizing my concerns I scrunch my face and give him a hesitant nod and place the paper in my pocket causing him to smile a little.
"Hello, is this the family of Sora Jones?" A man in a white doctor's coat asked, walking into the room. He has dark circles under his dark brown eyes. His skin wasn't wrinkly per se but you can tell she was catching up to him.
Titus's mother removed herself from her son's shoulder, wiped her face and turned around to face the doctor.
"Ah- um yes. I'm her mother. Is my baby going to be okay? Please tell me she'll be alright!" She pleased grabbing the doctor's hands that were around the oak clipboard. He lets out a deep sigh and looks Ms. Jones straight in the eye,
"We did everything we could-"
He screams rang through the hospital before the doctor finished his report. She dropped to her knees almost talking the doctor down with her and wailed. Her pain was my pain. Hearing a mother cry for the death of her child was heartbreaking.
I caused this. I ripped a mother from her child. I didn't stop this and now a mother is in pain and a child is gone. But, what could I have done? My purpose is to follow behind Titus because he loves me and wouldn't hurt me. He loves THIS and who am I to take away something that he loves? But, isn't this wrong? Shouldn't I stop? I want to but I can't.
My mind is running haywire so much so that I tune out the cries of a grieving mother and her psychopathic son holding her and "grieving" with her. So much so I don't notice the endless stream of tears rolling down my face again until I feel cold fingers rub my cheeks. Looking up I notice it was Titus and taking his place comforting his mother was Tony also crying.
"Hey, hey don't cry, it's okay now she's in a better place." He consoles. Pulling me into a hug I tightly wrap my hands around his back hoping that he pulls me in tighter.
"It hurts Titus. Why does it hurt so much?" I whisper in his ear trying my hardest not to stutter.
"Awe, poor baby. Don't worry? After a couple more times it won't hurt anymore and then it'll feel like clockwork." Lowering his voice, his breath fanned the shell of my ear and I could practically feel the smirk on his lips. "Now there's no one left to tell our secret baby." He whispers, causing me to freeze.
Right... she did die because she knew too much. I almost forgot this isn't a regular situation and that she was basically poisoned. For some reason realizing that hurt more?
"Titus... can we please stop this?" I whisper back after a moment of silence.
Pulling away from me he let out a little laugh. It was short but it was sinister.
"Stop? Baby we're just getting started and there's no way in fucking hell we're stopping."