My Evil Boy Toy

"Are you happy?" Jayden asked while we laid down on the bed.

"Yes, love. Thank you!" I answered, smiling at him.

"Anything for you." He said, kissing me on my forehead.

"I'm so tired today. But it was fulfilling."

He didn't say a word. When I looked at him, he was staring at the ceiling. I know he was thinking about my father again. Now that he's here, Jayden feels restless.

He looked at me when he noticed I was staring at him. He smiled then heaved a sigh.

"Love, you knew all along that I have a mental illness, right?"

I frowned. Why did he suddenly ask me about it? Somehow, I feel like he wanted to tell me something.

"Yes. Why?"

"You asked me before if you could meet my other self and I agreed. Well, I tried to let her out the other day but I think mom would never come back."

"What do you mean? Are you cured?"

He took a deep breath and stared at me. His eyes showed that something had happened to him. And I think I know what it was.

"Wait! I think I know what was happening to you now!" I exclaimed then sat on the bed facing him.

He didn't stand up, he was just looking at me, waiting for what I have to say.

"Are you like Alora now? Like having multiple personalities?" I asked, eyes widened.

He didn't answer. He was silent and was just staring at me.

"Love, tell me!" I was really getting impatient.

He stood up and sat on the bed, facing me. He cupped my cheeks and planted small kisses into my face.

"Jayden!" I called again.

The anticipation of his next words were killing me.

"Yes and no." He simply answered.

"Can you just tell me what's happening?" I almost yelled.

"Yes I have another personality living inside my head other than my mother. And no, I am not like Alora. Alora has a lot of personalities in her mind and at least two or three of them were really not part of who she is. Do you remember when I said that the one who beat your exes was me and not mom?"

I nodded. "Yes. You were like a different person. Like a dangerous person. It was the same person I saw when we were in high school, when I tried to break up with you. It was you but somehow it was like a darker side of you."

"Do you remember my answer back then?" He asked.

"You said you are my worst nightmare." I whispered.

"It really was me. But I have another side of myself. He's dangerous like what you said. It developed when fear and rage consumed me. It doesn't have a name because it's still me and he would only show when I'm mad. But once he takes over me, I feel like someone is controlling me." He said.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"He didn't take over until the day you were taken by your father. I was so mad that I almost killed George. Unlike Alora who couldn't remember what happened after she switched, I remember everything."

"When was the last time you switched before the incident with George?" I asked.

"When we were in high school and beat your ex boyfriends."

"Is it just happening if it involves me?" I frowned.

"I don't know, love. When it happens, I don't have any control of myself unless someone tells me to stop." 

"But are you sure it's another personality? Maybe you're just mad when you do those things."

"He speaks in my head like my mother. But I will consult dad about it. I know there's something wrong with my head and I'm sorry if I told you just now. I was afraid that you would get scared of me." He whispered.

I brushed my hand to his cheek, staring into his eyes.

"Hey, we promised to be together forever whatever happens, right? I told you when the time came that you felt like losing yourself, always think of me. And when the path you take seems dark, just whisper my name, love. I will light the way for you."

"Thank you, love. I really don't know what I will do without you. You are like the moon that lights up my darkest night." He said while kissing my hand.

"And you are the sun that warms up my coldest day." I murmured.

He pulled me into his arms to give me a passionate kiss on the lips.

I leaned my head to his chest while he caressed my back.

"About your father, Matthew Forelli, I might have to -"

"Shh. I don't want to think about him." I said, cutting him off.

"Okay. By the way, the house is finished. We could go there tomorrow and prepare to move." He suddenly said.

I tilted my face to look at him. I know I was smiling so wide, I was excited when I heard him say about the house.

"Really? We could move?" I asked, excitedly.

He chuckled then nodded.

"I'll pick you up after class then get Caden and we'll go there."

"You're not busy?"

"I already cleared my schedule tomorrow so don't worry about it."

I almost jump from joy when I put my arms around him.

"Come one, let's rest. I know you're exhausted." He said.

I laid down on the bed and immediately fell asleep.

JAYDEN POV

I was looking at my wife sleeping soundly on the bed. Never did I imagine that I would be settling down. I was a playboy when I was young and changed girlfriends whenever I wanted to.

I know mom wasn't proud of me. For ten years before I met Peggy, I was dealing with a split personality. Although three years had passed that I hadn't switched with mom when Luke found me and dad, I was always afraid that she would take over me.

I tried talking to her in my mind the other day but she won't answer me. I honestly felt more scared that she didn't answer and that I couldn't feel her presence. I feel incomplete.

That's when that guy appeared again. He was me but different. He looked cold and gave a dark aura. I couldn't understand why he suddenly spoke in my head. I was surprised.

I almost forgot about him. But when Peggy was taken by her father, I snapped and lost control. I wanted to kill George.. I wanted to kill Peggy's father.