Well he technically isn't dead yet. I'll describe it in a gruesomely detailed way in the next update
Hehehe I like Jason some thing about being criminally insane makes me happy but then again I'm very odd btw BUMP!
Matthew snickered, sitting up and simply pulling the scissors out of his chest like it barely scratched him. I immediately shook the image from my mind. That was nothing like what had happened. ~ Jason bewilderedly got off of Matthew, his bloody hands shaking. I scrambled over to him, dropping to my knees. Matthew coughed up blood, and cried out in pain. "Matthew… you shouldn't have fought for me. Now you're"- "Rose, I love you. And I'll never stop loving you." he softly said. Letting out a choked cry, my eyes flooded with tears. Matthew weakly reached up, and brushed a tear away from my face with his thumb. "You're crying..." he breathed, his eyes getting that faraway look I was so familiar with. "Matthew... no. Please!" I begged. One final breath escaped him in a sigh, and his hand limply dropped from my cheek. Tears streaming down my face, I started to sob. Somehow, a spark of anger flashed inside me. "How could you?!" I shouted at Jason. Jason just blankly stood there, and put his hands behind his back, getting on the ground. He was preparing for the swarm of security guards about to invade the office. Just like clockwork, they filed inside. One held a stretcher, and that made me cry harder. The reality set in. Matthew was gone. And he wasn't coming back.