The End

Chapter 2 - The Start Of The End

I woke 10 hours later, i sighed looking at my phone. A picture of her, Christine. i sit on the edge of my bed, "ugggghhh" i groaned standing on my two feet. i walk and notice the dry blood on my arm and the rug beneath my two feet. i push the rug under my bed,  "i'll fix that later" i thought to myself. 

i stand there motionless, the water running over my naked body, the way the gashes sting as i stand there. "do you want any breakfast sweetheart?" my mother says. "no thank you mum, i'm okay" i say as i come downstairs. "see you later sweetie, have a good day" "thank you mum, you too" i walk out the door and down the street. "it would be a good day if i still had her, and not alone. fuck this" i think as i progress to school. walking in the gates, you can hear the hushed conversation and the pointing. "aah just another day" i think sarcastically.

"hey! dip shit" i'd know that voice anywhere. "what do you want Tony?" i say looking him in the eyes. "to tell you something..." i stand there curious. "we all loved Christine, the way her hair looked in my hands as i fucked her" the rage begins to grow deep inside me, i reach into my pocket. my hand greeted by the cold metal. "the way she sat on my dick, the way she sucked it, and the way, oh the way she told me she loved me" that was the final straw i push him against the wall in rage as i place the blade to his tanned neck, i look into his eyes and scream. "I WILL END YOUR PATHETIC LIFE HERE YOU FUCK, DON'T MAKE ME SLICE INTO YOU SKIN" the fear in his eyes match the anger in mine, a million thoughts are racing. i put one small slice on his cheek and he falls. "YOU SAY ANYTHING ABOUT HER AGAIN I WILL KILL YOU! UNDERSTAND?!" He nods terrified as i walk away. "piece of shit"

the rest of the day i think. "did she do all those things, did she love him? did she never love me?" i walk out, lunch. the shittiest time of day. a few people come to see if i am okay, teachers, students, people that feel bad i guess. then this girl came up. "Michael, right?" she asks. "yes, and you are?" i ask. "Bonnie. Bonnie Gower" i look up, i know that name. the shy girl. i smile and look up at her long bleached white hair and smile. "take a seat" i offer. she sits and looks at me and out of the corner of my eye i see her smile. i smile and look at her as she quickly looks away and to the ground. "where are your friends?" i ask "i don't have any, well but you, i guess... unless you don't want that" she says quietly. i quickly say "i want to be your friend definitely" i say as i bite into my lunch. "where's your lunch Bonnie?" i ask curiously "i don't have any, i never do" i sit there and give her the rest of lunch. she smiles and eat it. to my surprise she gets closer and does something not even Christine did.... she took my hand in mine...