A Mirror of Imperfections Chapter 11
Title: A Mirror of Imperfections
Author: Cassie
Prompt: Private/Prep School
Word Count:
Warnings: Mentions of violence.
From his desk at the new preparatory school he worked at, Jensen skimmed the headlines. The murder of Chad Michael Murray had made headlines for weeks; the rape portion of the story was only given to the police. Jared had disappeared almost as quickly as he had come, leaving in his wake a broken town and a broken man. Jensen was terrified of facing the monster that haunted his dreams; he often awoke screaming bloody murder. Memories of Jared lingered weeks after the incident, weeks after the ache in his body had left. Part of Jensen missed the boy, missed the boy he had been in love with. The rest of Jensen wanted to forget that he had once loved a monster in disguise. Jared's pretty face would draw raw screams from Jensen, tears spilling at the mere mention of the name.
Jared had avoided capture for weeks, the police finally accepting that he had left town after a month without a trace. Jensen was the only person who knew Jared would never leave, not while Jensen remained. Changing the locks on the doors and windows was the first step; the next step was installing a new alarm system. Finally he had hired a bodyguard, convinced that Jared would return to kill him. Chad's body had been badly mutilated, disfigured and disgusting. The police had assured Jensen time and time again that Jared would not do the same thing to him, but Jensen knew. He knew that he would never be free of his own personal demon, not until he was dead.
As soon as he hired the bodyguard strange notes began appearing on his whiteboard in Jared's handwriting. The preparatory school had very high security, which was Jensen's reason for obtaining the job. The first message had simply said "You can run and you can hide but I can always see you Jenny." The next night the police had staked the school out to no avail, eventually claiming that a student had written it as a joke. Jensen knew different, he knew that Jenny was a nickname that only Jared used.
Misha was found dead five days after the mysterious note, the same day that another message appeared on the whiteboard. "Inside your perfect prison, hiding in your preparatory…I can still see you. Come on, Jenny? Lets play." Every word aside one had been written in marker, "Jenny" was written in Misha's blood. Jensen had quickly quit his job at the prep school, suddenly fearing for not only his own safety but also that of the students. Jensen had refused to attend Misha's funeral, too guilty and desperately afraid to leave the house. It all felt too planned and perfect for any normal seventeen year old to pull off. All motels, hotels, and abandoned houses had been searched with no trace of Jared. He was a ghost, haunting Jensen and pushing him towards the edge of his sanity. As long as Jared was alive, Jensen would remain unhappy and petrified. His job at the prep school was everything he had ever dreamed of, providing him with the chance to mentor young queer students as well as adequate pay. Jared would never let him live happily; after all he hadn't finished his game.
Chapter 12,
Author: Cassie
Prompt: Private/Prep School
Word Count:
Warnings: Mentions of violence.
From his desk at the new preparatory school he worked at, Jensen skimmed the headlines. The murder of Chad Michael Murray had made headlines for weeks; the rape portion of the story was only given to the police. Jared had disappeared almost as quickly as he had come, leaving in his wake a broken town and a broken man. Jensen was terrified of facing the monster that haunted his dreams; he often awoke screaming bloody murder. Memories of Jared lingered weeks after the incident, weeks after the ache in his body had left. Part of Jensen missed the boy, missed the boy he had been in love with. The rest of Jensen wanted to forget that he had once loved a monster in disguise. Jared's pretty face would draw raw screams from Jensen, tears spilling at the mere mention of the name.
Jared had avoided capture for weeks, the police finally accepting that he had left town after a month without a trace. Jensen was the only person who knew Jared would never leave, not while Jensen remained. Changing the locks on the doors and windows was the first step; the next step was installing a new alarm system. Finally he had hired a bodyguard, convinced that Jared would return to kill him. Chad's body had been badly mutilated, disfigured and disgusting. The police had assured Jensen time and time again that Jared would not do the same thing to him, but Jensen knew. He knew that he would never be free of his own personal demon, not until he was dead.
As soon as he hired the bodyguard strange notes began appearing on his whiteboard in Jared's handwriting. The preparatory school had very high security, which was Jensen's reason for obtaining the job. The first message had simply said "You can run and you can hide but I can always see you Jenny." The next night the police had staked the school out to no avail, eventually claiming that a student had written it as a joke. Jensen knew different, he knew that Jenny was a nickname that only Jared used.
Misha was found dead five days after the mysterious note, the same day that another message appeared on the whiteboard. "Inside your perfect prison, hiding in your preparatory…I can still see you. Come on, Jenny? Lets play." Every word aside one had been written in marker, "Jenny" was written in Misha's blood. Jensen had quickly quit his job at the prep school, suddenly fearing for not only his own safety but also that of the students. Jensen had refused to attend Misha's funeral, too guilty and desperately afraid to leave the house. It all felt too planned and perfect for any normal seventeen year old to pull off. All motels, hotels, and abandoned houses had been searched with no trace of Jared. He was a ghost, haunting Jensen and pushing him towards the edge of his sanity. As long as Jared was alive, Jensen would remain unhappy and petrified. His job at the prep school was everything he had ever dreamed of, providing him with the chance to mentor young queer students as well as adequate pay. Jared would never let him live happily; after all he hadn't finished his game.
Chapter 12,