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The after effect
Jason was staring deeply in my eyes. I wished I could find an ounce of hesitation within his gaze, but everything about him seemed to be saying that he mean every word he just whispered to my ear. An awkward smile appeared on my face.
“Um… but there are people here…” I mumbled hectically not realizing that I actually agreed on kissing him.
He laughed faintly then flopped his head on my arm letting me go from embrace. I instantly felt him leaning the weight of his body on me. Something wasn't right…
“Jason…?” I called softly patting his hanging loose arm, “Jason!” I called louder.
There was no response. It looked like he lost consciousness. I gently pushed him a little away from me allowing him to lean on my stretched arms. Only then I realized there was blood on my hand, it wasn't my blood…
“Oh, God…” I muttered terrified.
I looked at him cautiously and suddenly noticed a red stain on the right side around Jason's ribs. I froze.
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