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What would you do if I abstracted tomorrow?- Pomni asks fearfully.
Jax turns to face her in the eye; his face is no longer the warm and playful one... it is almost soulless, empty, a fake facade only. Was he always like this? No. This is different; he is dissociating right now.
His eyes. His eyes scare Pomni the most; they are just like black holes...he seems to be just a shell right now.
I'd move on...and probably forget about you- He answers, That's not true, it can't be.
Pomni looks at him, completely betrayed, then she turns around, looking at the gun she is holding tightly. Why? It was her? Did she do something wrong? Why, why, why, WHY?
Okay...- Pomni breathes, trying to process everything that just happened- Okay... I understand- No, she didn't understand. And she is so tired of trying to understand anything right now.
She looks at the gun again, sobbing, her eyes are now full of tears, tears of fear, of betrayal, of sadness and anger, so much anger.
Jax, from the beginning, had already been repenting of everything he had said and done to Pomni. He was so scared of losing another friend that he pushed away the only person who would be his friend now. That infuriates him so much, but he couldn't be so heartless not to mind his frien- no. His teammate. She would no longer be his friend.
Hah..you can't take a silly joke?- He tries and fails again to ease the air.
Pomni could only fold herself into her knees on the floor, with the seductive gun being held by her engloved hands.
No. You're right, I was dumb- She sobbed- I was dumb to believe that...- She turns to face Jax once again, but now she is pointing the pistol at her head, like a menace, but she knew it would be no use.- That I could be your friend...
Hey, cut it, it's not like you need me- Jax said in a hollow tone, but he cares about her, he cares so much that everything he said to her was lies, to protect her from the monster he is... even knowing he is on the wrong side. Pomni started to cry harder.
That's not the point, Jax! Why did you do this? So, I don't mean anything to you, I'm just a disposable little character for you, uh? We were bonding, we were becoming friends, and I was dumb.
Jax sees her trembling, but doesn't do anything at all, just keeps staring at her, with a blank stare, imagining what would happen if things were done differently. But that's something that can't be fixed right now, and never.
I'll change my question then: What would you do if I died tomorrow? - This hits him like a truck; Obviously, he would care a lot, he starts to put on his facade again, and put on a fake smile, but when he is just going to answer her...
She puts her finger on the trigger, ready to shoot herself, and he gives one step towards her, with worry, she was not the 'suicidal' type.
Pomni, I - But nothing comes out of his mouth, he can't be sorry now, he just can't, this is so messy.
You don't need to finish, it's no use- Pomni sobs, Jax tries to run to her, but...
BANG
It's too late; her body falls faintly to the floor, no blood, no bruises, but that scene is too much for him; it's disturbing.
He quickly kneels right next to her, he grabs her shoulder, almost like he is comforting her somehow... Jax folds and cries, like he has never done before.
N-no Pomni...I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry, please, forgive me, I was just trying to- But he can't finish the sentence, he could do nothing, he never did and never will, because he doesn't have to deal with it, after all, he is the 'funny one' right? - I'm a jerk.
And that cost him another friend.