My Evil Boy Toy-Chapter 242: Darkness

Jayden POv

It was dark and I could also feel the coldness consuming my entire body.

Where am I? Why do I feel like I’m lost? Where’s Peggy? And Caden? Where are they?

I opened my eyes and I realized I was in a fetal position. I stood up and turned around.

It was dark but I can see a single light in front of me, but even wallowing into the zeal of light, I am still aware that darkness is always just a heartbeat away.

I always question myself why. I always had this feeling that I am not the only one inside my head. Ever since my mother died, I could hear the voices in my head.

Every hour of the day I asked myself, why do I feel like I am trapped inside my mind and that I am stuck in a never-ending conversation with myself, but still couldn’t figure out the explanations to every question.

Peggy, Caden, dad, and my friends, I always knew they were there for me. But sometimes, my mind disagrees with that.

Why am I here in this cold dark place? Why am I alone? I felt like I was awake but not.

The last thing I remembered was attacking Andrew. That moment I felt like someone suddenly pulled me into the dark. Was it one of my other selves? Am I really like Alora?

I’m lost again. I’m sure Peggy was already worried. She might be crying right now, waiting for me to return.

I knew I had five identities hiding inside me. Sometimes I wonder if they are really just products of my imagination. I question myself, who is the real Jayden? What if one of my alternate identities is the real me? Then who am I?

Those questions remained unanswered until now. Am I this weak? Peggy would get mad at me for thinking about any of this. Right now, I have to do everything so I can go back.

Am I sleeping? I have to open my eyes. But I knew my eyes were open, I just couldn’t see because it’s too dark. The light ahead seemed so far, but it might be the only way that leads to Peggy.

I looked around, the small light was my only chance so I started walking towards it.

It’s so cold in here. I could see circles of air as I gasped. My feet felt numb as if I were walking deeply into eternal darkness. I suddenly noticed that I am half-naked and barefooted. Shit! That’s why I’m shaking from the cold.

I crouched down and started feeling exhausted. How could I get out of here? I felt like I was walking on a narrow and seemingly endless path. Think Jayden. You have to think. You can’t be this weak. Think about Peggy and Caden.

I know I only have two choices. First, stay in this darkness for the rest of my life. Or second, go to that light and free myself from despair.

I mustered my strength and stood up. I straightened my arms forward as if trying to reach the light when I felt something on my wrist. It was the infinity bracelet I shared with Peggy.

I smiled, remembering the things we promised to each other. Then I felt something warm on my face. I knew that warmth. It was my wife’s touch.

"Are you trapped somewhere again, love? Are you switching with your other selves without me knowing? I’m here, love. Do you remember what I told you? Just follow my voice, and you will see the light."

I heard her whisper, then felt her lips on my forehead.

’Ah, my love.’

With the strength I suddenly felt from Peggy’s warmth, I started to run towards the light. I was only thinking of her and Caden. I would never allow my alternate personalities to win over me.

Peggy is waiting for me. I need to go back to her. She’s my light and I have to believe that even in the depths of darkness, I know I can find the way out with Peggy’s light.

Peggy POV

I woke up in the middle of the night because of my rumbling stomach. I didn’t know I fell asleep, but maybe because I was exhausted from everything that happened.

We still haven’t got any clue where Benjamin went or where he was hiding. We needed to return home since Jayden had been away from work for a few months already.

I got up and stretched my arms then looked at the other side of the bed. My eyes widened when I saw Jayden sitting on the bed.

My heart suddenly beat faster and I don’t know why I felt goosebumps all over my body. He wasn’t moving and was just sitting there.

I gulped before calling out his name.

"Love? Jayden?"

My lips were trembling, but I needed to call him to see if what was going on. I shouldn’t be scared of him. He’s my husband, and I know he would never hurt me, right? I thought inwardly.

He didn’t answer when I called him. He didn’t even turn to look at me. With a shaking hand, I slowly reached out to his shoulder and tapped him.

"H-Hey. What’s wrong?" I asked.

Then silence. I took a deep breath and moved in front of him. His eyes were opened, but it didn’t seem like he was looking at me. It was a blank stare.

"J-Jayden," I called again.

I began feeling anxious and restless. His eyes were like his mother’s; dead and unresponsive. It has no light at all and I couldn’t see any emotions in them.

I was shocked. Covering my mouth and stopping myself from getting hysterical, I got off the bed and looked for my phone. I immediately dialed Kyle’s number, then Alora.

After a few minutes, Kyle came rushing inside the bedroom followed by Luke and Alora. I ran into my brother’s arms and cried.

"Shh. We’re not sure yet." He whispered.

It was like the times Alora switched. She would sometimes look like a corpse and would not do anything but to stay in one place. I don’t know how long Jayden would be like this, but he should overcome his illness.

Kyle checked Jayden while Alora was trying to comfort me. I had a lot of questions in my mind that I wanted to ask Alora and Luke.

For Alora, I wanted to know how she felt when one of her personalities took over her. They said that each personality didn’t know the actions of the other, and I wondered where the real her went whenever she switched with them. I wanted to understand DID more so I could help and support my husband.

For Luke, I wanted to ask him how he dealt with Alora for years. It was painful seeing your partner suffering from an illness that you couldn’t understand. You don’t even know if they would suddenly snap and hurt you.

I bit my lips while standing beside the bed, looking at Jayden. He was just sitting there, not even blinking his eyes.

"Kyle?" I called my brother.

He looked at me, and sighed.

"We have to wait for the meantime. Accept that he’s like Alora. We’re not sure about his alternate identities, but I think he’s the younger version of Jayden." Kyle answered.

"What do you mean younger? Do you mean high school or -"

"His younger self, when his mother died." Kyle said, cutting off my question.

My knees weakened and almost broke down on the floor. But Kyle wrapped his arms around my waist, supporting me.

"Peggy, you’ll get through this. Both of you. Trust Jayden." Kyle whispered.

Kyle decided to call Jayden’s father to tell him what had happened to his son.

According to Jayden’s father, after the murder of his wife, Jayden was unconscious for a week. Then when he woke up, he would just sit on the bed, staring at nothing. He was like that for a few months, until Jayden’s aunt came to take him.

That was when he attacked his aunt and his father found out that there was something wrong with him. He said his illness had been triggered when our daughter died.

"Peggy, did he tell you if your daughter talked to him in his dreams?" His father asked.

I bit my lips before answering. "Yes, dad. I actually dreamed of her as well. Caden also said she had seen her in his dreams. But that was one time only."

"A few months after Lucia died, Jayden would tell me that his mother talked to him in his dreams. But after observing him for months, it wasn’t his mother who he talked to. It was just him all along. He talked to himself when he’s sleeping. He thought that she was real, but in truth, it was the things he wanted to see, hear and feel that made his mother his other self."

I was shocked and couldn’t say a word. Will he create another personality? Would he create Mireya in his mind, making her his alternate identity?