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Zara
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    I guess I should have somewhat suspected that maybe whatever I did to get that bracelet from that girl wasn't entirely discreet. As I jumped down from a brick wall, a bag of lemons in hand, I heard a small scream to my right and Jay and I glanced over. I was it was that boy who had been with Miranda the day we first ran into her, the nervous one.

    "Don't hurt me please!" He begged, and threw his hands over his head.

    Jay made a sharpened glance in my direction, I frowned at his blatant display of disapproval.

    "Hey, it's Tep or something, right?" I asked, handing Jay our stolen fruit roughly, making another point back at him.

"T-Ted." He mumbled, backing away slowly.

"Okay look we're not gonna hurt you kid." I insisted.

Ted just whimpered pathetically.

Jay frowned. "Why would we hurt you?"

The boy looked strained, and I felt a sharp pain in the back of my skull.

Whatever he's say's next is a lie.

"B-because you hurt Miranda."

I felt a thin sheet of ice form over my bones, like a lake dive-bombing headfirst into winter at break-neck speed. "Wh-what? Me?"

He nodded vigorously. "I won't tell anyone i saw you here I swear, just let me go. I have a family at home and they're expecting me."

"I'm not going to hurt you." I scoffed, it came out harsher than I intended and Ted winced.

"Okay okay okay." He whined again.

"What did I do to Miranda?" I asked, trying to ignore the annoying hitch pitched noises he was making.

He looked confused but also on the verge of tears. "You... you..."

He mumbled something and I was reminded again how stupidly incompetent human senses are. "Speak up."

"You k-killed her." Ted said very quickly.

I took that news like a punch to the gut, not believing it. "No...you're lying."

"Of course! Anything you say just please don't hurt me!" He squeaked again.

I stood there for a second, trying to process what was going on, and while I did so Ted turned on his heels and bolted in the other direction. Which was fine, he was annoying anyway. The birds chirped in place of any verbal exchange as I leaned against the wall and tried to remember what had happened that day.

You killed her.

I couldn't remember it, that's what scared me.

"Zara?" Jay asked gently, reaching out for my shoulder.

"I didn't kill her." I insisted.

"I don't believe you did." He said.

"Then who did?"

He bit his tongue. "I don't want to fight with you again."

I stared at his face and realized my hands were shaking. I don't know why, and then slowly my whole body just twitched slightly and I could feel tears building under my eyes.

"I can't remember doing it Jay." I started crying but it was quiet crying with no noise, like a reflex.

"I mean, duh." He replied, patting my shoulder gently. "Come on we got an item today, let's just go home."

He took me by the shoulder and we started walking back. I could feel the chilling presence of Zach in the back of my mind. He seemed extra present today.

Did I kill her?

Of course not.

Then who did? Is she really dead?

The girl is indeed dead, and telling you would jeopardize your mission.

That's not fair. I'm having some sort of panic attack because of this and it's throwing the whole day out of whack. You're not allowed to withhold this information from me, you wouldn't.

Zara, who do you care about more? Me, your brother whom you love, or some random human girl who would have used you for her own gain had you know her personally?

I picked at the skin on my lip nervously until I started to taste blood. It hurt when I sucked on it. I don't know, this didn't seem like something Zach would do at all, but I did favor him over that girl.

Later Jay and I were sitting on what we learned to be a couch. He handed me what we had both learned was a human dessert call ice-cream. I held the bowl in my hands and tried to focus on the cold seeping into my hands and not the overwhelming existential doom hanging over my head.

"I can't remember anything from that day." I said softly.

Jay scooted closer to me, and hesitantly put and arm around my shoulder. "Zara, it's okay."

I couldn't help myself, the tears rolled down my face again. "No it's not! This is not okay! Why can't I remember that day? Why does that boy think I killed someone?"

"It might have been someone who looked like you in a completely unrelated incident." He suggested, patting my shoulder gently.

I let my shoulder shake again, and tried not to think about to hard, but the persistent thought just kept coming back. "What if."

"Zara, no." He refuted simply.

"But what if, Jay? What if I lost control and just murdered someone? What am I becoming?"

    He didn't answer me for a bit, and just left me alone to my thoughts while he rubbed my back gently. Which didn't needs words, I know I had his love.

"Zara, I think whatever happened, it wasn't under your control, and not your fault." He assured, after a while.

He's right, you shouldn't worry about that,

The dull pain came back to my right eye, but I blamed on the fact I had eaten my ice-cream really fast.

"You're... you're right." I said slowly, my tongue felt numb. "I shouldn't worry about that."

"There you go." He patted me gently. "It's going to be fine, alright? All that stuff you said to me yesterday was completely true, it's almost over, we're so close and we just need to push through."

I nodded slowly. "You're right, I shouldn't..."

I couldn't find the words.

You shouldn't doubt me.

"I shouldn't doubt Zach."

What I couldn't see was the thinly veiled look of fear in Jay's blank eyes as he held me close. I couldn't hear him muttering prayers under his breath. I wouldn't, because it didn't matter. 

"We're almost to the finish line, aren't we?"

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Honestly this chapter's pretty low quality but the good ones Are Coming I swear