Too Cold Outside~Jason

Crumbling Like Pastries
They Scream they worst things in life come free to us
She Don't wanna go Outside Tonight
Its Too Cold Outside, For Angels to Fly

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It was becoming concerning to Celia, not that she liked to admit that she still tried to keep tabs on Jason, but she did and lately she didn't see him around as often as she was used to and when she did he was with that vial Coraline girl. Celia was sitting at the bottom of the staircase of the second floor scribbling in a notebook until she heard distant footsteps and her eyes drifted down along the hall, was it? Where was he going? Celia slowly shoved her notebook away into her messenger bag before she got to her feet and she made her way down the hall after him. She turned the corner and her eyes narrowed slightly seeing him enter Moaning Myrtles bathroom, what was he doing? Celia regained her composure and strutted down the hall, her heels clicking against the cobblestone hall before she opened the door of the slightly familiar bathroom, the water that leaked into her heels gave her chills as she shook her head a bit as she looked around,"Jason?" the name echoed in the bathroom and she was actually glad that Myrtle didn't seem to be present. her eyes flicker over and she saw him, standing over one of the overflowing sinks. Her eyes grew concerned as she walked over and she turned the faucet off before she reached up and she grabbed him by the chin forcing the younger boy to look at her. Her eyes scanned over his features as a gentle sigh escaped her lips,"Jay...baby whats gotten into you?" she uttered as she looked him in the eyes,"I miss the Jason I used to see every day...now I don't see you at all" she said sadly.

Vampire pains, they cut him off from the rest of the world. The castle seemed so dim and dangerous for others when he needed to feed. The night had past, and Jason hadn't went into the forest to hunt, he avoided his normal night routine and tried to catch up on sleep. Foolish decision on his behalf, his judgment toward the situation was irresponsible. Now he roamed the halls weak just trying to make his way from the towers to the outside. Jason battered himself in his mind just knowing he put others in danger. Naturally he would care, but today anyone who crossed him negatively was mindless and their ignorance would fall on them. A change in personality he often found himself more moody then usual. Things that once made him happy were bleak and it was only a matter of time before he lost his emotions all together. Julia made it hard for him, as well as his friends. No one would understand his rash decision to become immortal so why would he bother explaining?

Jason finally hit the second floor when he saw two girls roaming the hall. A stack of books in hand, and one girl tripped and fell on the floor, her books flying all over the place. His eyes turned black, the smell of blood filling his sense, as the crimson color leaked from the girl's knee. Jason felt his fangs surface from his gum line, and he tried not to act. The smell was over powering, where was Coraline to talk him into being strong? Jason forced himself to turn away, he used his vampire speed to run the hall, turning the corner sharply. Now trying to regain control of his inner beast he walked fast. If he had a heart beat it would be racing a million beats per minute. He needed to keep his composure, turning into the girls bathroom. Not many traveled in here knowing they'd be pestered by the ghost girl. Her absence was a shock to him, but he walked over to the sink turning on the water. There it was the pain, Jason groaned running into one of the stalls leaning over the toilet. Blood flowing from his mouth into the clear water. What the? He questioned wiping his mouth.

The sound of heels caught his attention, followed by his name. Did he know that voice? As if it didn't serenade him many nights, he'd have to attend to that beckoning call. Jason flushed the toilet and walked out to seeing Celia turn off the water. Her warm tough on his cold skin felt nice but her words caused anxiety. Could he lie to Celia? Not normally but a lot had changed since normal was even an aspect of his life. "Nothing, why?" Jason asked pulling his face away from her grip. Her next set of words caused him to feel cold and he narrowed his eyes. "Miss the Jason that used to be by yer side haunting you for one chance, clingy and meaningless?" He asked snickering to himself, shaking his head. "That Jason isn't around anymore, get used to it. I like the new and improved me better. I don't feel pain anymore." Jason admitted with a hint of a smirk as he felt his stomach turn. Slowly he gripped his stomach and cringed in pain, falling to his knees. The excruciating pain brought tears to his eyes, and he was simply at a lost for words. Nothing could be processed with the ripping torture of his insides. The sound of her heart beat pulsed loudly in his ears and he now knew she was in danger "Celia you should go. As much as I do miss yee, it's not safe for you here." Jason warned looking up at her, his eyes a crimson color he hoped she didn't question.

Celia's eyes watched him curiously, every move he made as he pulled away from her, strange, he never used to do that if anything he'd lean into her touch so reluctantly. A sigh escaped her lips when he spoke so negatively and she stepped back for a moment listening she reached up rubbing the back of her neck and she glanced down feeling horrible as his words stung a bit, had he really grown so far from her? The boy who used to bring her flowers, who used to let her cry when she wouldn't ever let the rest of the world see her so weak. She chewed her bottom lip and her eyes shot up hearing his words grow pained and when he said she wasn't safe she shook her head and she dropped down on her knees in front of him looking him in the eyes she reached up with shaky hands and she placed them on his cheeks. Her eyes grew concerned he was freezing to her warm touch and then something began to sink in, something wasn't right. "I'm not leaving you like this Jason...Please how can I help you please tell me" Celia begged as she watched his eyes change color and something deep down inside of her knew what was wrong but she didn't want to see it, she didn't want it to be true. "Jason...why?" she whispered sadness in her tone as she felt slight tears reach her eyes and she let one of her hands leave his cheek to reach up and run through his hair gently in a comforting way,"Let me help you...please however I can help, even if it hurts" she whispered desperately. She couldn't watch him hurt, she couldn't leave him either. Celia looked down for a moment her eyes flickering around as she thought and she finally dropped her other hand from his cheek and extended her arm to him, wrist up,"Please...I won't tell anyone, but I'm not stupid...I can see it, I can feel it Jason...let me help you, take it" she whispered looking him right in the eyes as tears rolled down her porcelain cheeks.