“CUUUUT!!”
“Good job everyone, time to move to the next scene.”
The entire shooting crew was looking at Juke and Selene as both of them have not left their spot, wondering what is wrong
Juke was Holding Selene with his dear life as Selene was having trouble trying to breathe.
“CALL THE AMBULANCE!!”
Everyone that was on the scene instantly went into action the moment they realized that Selene was stabbed by a real knife instead of a prop.
The smell of Iron fills the air as the blood continues to bleed out from Selene.
Juke took out his shirt to wrap his cloth around the knife and the wound in the hope that it would slow down the bleeding.
[Please, Don’t die on me Selene.]
Juke prayed to himself as he held the cloth around the wound not losing his grip even in the slightest and constantly applied pressure.
“Juke, I’m sorry. For always teasing you.”
“Stop talking and conserve your strength Selene.”
“Sorry, but I don't think I will make it.”
Juke's vision started to turn blurry, he turned his head to Face Selene.
“ Please do not blame yourself for this Juke, somebody accidentally placed a real knife instead of the prop version.”
“ Stop saying like you are about to die Selene, the ambulance is on its way.”
Selene uses every ounce of her strength to hold onto Juke's hands.
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“I was so happy when you told me you love me. I also dreamt what our future would be like.”
Selene started to tear up.
“Sir please move away.”
The paramedic immediately took over what Juke was doing. She was brought to the ambulance to get a blood transfusion.
“Sorry sir, I understand you want to follow along. But due to the situation we do not allow you to enter, you would need to drive to the hospital.”
Juke did not bother to fight it but listened to the Paramedic and went ahead to the hospital after listening to the instruction with the shooting crew.
Selene was rushed into the emergency room upon reaching the hospital.
Juke waspacing outside of the emergency room, with every minute that felt like an hour. His face was getting paler as he worried for the worse. He started biting his fingernail till it started bleeding.
Juke felt a distorted smile near him.
“Ting”
The light from the emergency room stopped flashing, the Doctor came out with their mask on.
“How is she?”
The doctor did not answer Juke. The silence in the air was loud enough to tell him what was the result.
“Sorry sir, we tried our best.”
Juke looks down, clenching his fist.
[Why am I still alive.]
Juke close his eyes as he chugged down the beer
[Why did i not check the knife before hand]
Juke body gave out as he dropped in his pigsty apartment that was full of beer can and trash
“BANG BANG, OPEN UP”
Juke was forced to wake up to get the door.
“Sir you are under arrest for being a suspect that swapped the prop knife with a real knife and the person behind killing Selene.”
Before Juke could even do anything, the police put the handcuff and dragged him out of his house.
Juke did not bother fighting with the police with his lifeless eyes facing the ground.”
In the interrogation room the light was shining brightly, on Juke face.
“Juke, explain why you swap the knife to kill Selene?”
Juke looks at the officer with a confused look.
“Why would I want to kill someone I fell in love with?”
“Someone you love? This must be a Joke to you.”
The interrogator took out a laptop and played a video.
The place was where Juke and Selene were resting before going on set. When Selen left earlier to get her makeup done, Juke took out a knife and swapped it with the prop version.
Juke was laughing hysterically with a distorted smile contrasting with his tears coming out of his eyes, creating a duality of an innocent man and a bonafide killer face.
All he could do was shout in the air
“WHY, WHY DID I KILL SELENE. WHY DO I NOT REMEMBER ANYTHING AT ALL.”
The interrogator got goosebumps when he noticed how Juke changed the way he spoke like it was a speech between 2 people stuck in 1 body.
“The reason I off her was so that I could see you suffer, like how you forgot the promise that we both agreed when we were younger.”
WIth both personalities swapping back and forth, Juke stood up and took the interrogator pistol amid the chaos. He tried to pull the trigger to kill himself to take along the killer.
“Why could I not pull the trigger?”
“I can also control your body, and I’m not letting you off so easily. You are going to suffer as much as I did. JUKE”
Juke huddles himself up in the corner of the room as his face starts to distort into something disgusting. His left side of his face was crying with bloody tears coming down while on the other hand, his right side was laughing with a distorted smile and a grin showing how satisfied he was with the result of Juke's suffering.