Felix's P.O.V.~
The stupid fucking bitch ran away off to England with some fucker named Grayson, even if they're miles away, that won't stop me from trying to get her. She can run all she wants but i'll always find her, i admit it took me awhile to track her down, but i did it. Now of course I'm not alone on all of this, i have someone who's helping me through it and i also have one of her friends here with me to trick her into seeing me.
Currently her friend and I are sitting at the small kitchen table in some shit place called the Red Motel about an hour and a half away from Skie's apartment. We're having a nice cup of coffee and talking about good memories with Skie and just about her in general. Her friend has absolutely no idea who I am, they just think I'm one of Skie's friends from when she lived with her dad, and that's how it's going to stay and then once I get Skie, I'll off the bloke so then there's no chance of him snitching to the cops.
I told her friend not to contact her or her 'boyfriend' so they don't know we're coming. All I told 'em was that we were gonna surprise visit them and that they would love to see us. Stupid idiot believes me too.
Grayson's P.O.V.~
It's been a couple of days and I was finally able to go home. Skie was outside of my room talking to the doctor while I was left to get dressed back into my own clothes. Once I was fully dressed I opened the door and walked out into the hall where Skie was waiting for me so we could leave. I was already signed out and we walked down the long hall. I don't think Skielynn's mad at me for trying to kill myself, but I can tell she's upset still. We haven't really talked about it yet but I have a feeling we're going to when we get home.
In a way I do feel bad that I tried to kill myself because I do love Skie so so much and I don't want to leave her alone to raise her baby. But I still wish i were dead..I'm so conflicted. I want to die, but I also want to live. Ugh. We should be back to our flat soon and I promised Skie that i'd take her out on a date somewhere. There isn't much we can go do though, considering she's about 6 months pregnant. When we pulled up to the flat we got out of the car and walked up the steps and she unlocked the door, she looked at me and smiled slightly but I could tell it was forced. I feel terrible for making her worry and upsetting her, but there's not much I can do except attempt to make it up to her.
Skie didn't say much to me the entire time she was getting ready. Or when we got into the car to go out. Or even when we got to the restaurant. Dinner was mostly silent, except for whenever the waiter would come over and ask how everything is or if we needed anything else. I tried to start some form of conversation with her, but she would just stare down at her hands and pick at the nail polish on her nails. I didn't even get a reply from her when I told her I love her. I know I deserve this, but I still feel like shit that she's ignoring me. Even though she was still beyond upset with me, I still acted like a gentlemen and helped her walk to and from the car and held the doors for her. As time passed and we finished dinner she just looked more and more pissed off, when we get home she's probably going to breakdown. A few times during dinner I saw her blink away the tears that were swelling up in her beautiful eyes.
We had just pulled up to the house and I unlocked the front door so she could walk in. The first thing she did when she got inside was plop on to the couch and scream into one of the pillow that lay on it. This isn't going to be good.. After she screamed she looked at me as I was still standing by our open front door. "Skielynn", I said, barely audible. "I'm sor-", was all I managed to choke out before tears ran down her face and smudged her makeup.
"Why? Fucking why?", she said as she stared at me expressionless with tears still falling. I didn't know what to say. No matter what I'd say, she wouldn't accept my answer as good enough and it would probably only make everything worse. "Why would you try to kill yourself? I fucking need you and you were just going to leave me here! H-how c-could you?" I stayed silent knowing it's probably my best option at the moment until she's done ranting. I deserve this. I know i do, but i can't stand her being upset with me. I slowly walked over to where she was on the couch and kneeled down in front of her on the floor. She looked at me and I grabbed her hands in mine. "I can't do this on my own. I love you..I need you..You're the only thing keeping me and this baby alive, Grayson...Please..Please stay with me..", she choked out.
She wiped her eyes and looked down becoming silent. "I promise I won't leave you. I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinki-" "Then what were you thinking Grayson?!", she shouted ripping her hands away and standing up. "I-i..I just..". "You just what?! Don't want to take care of a child that isn't yours? Have to deal with all my bitching and complaining? What!?", her voice still loud as she ran her hands through her hair looking like she's about ready to start ripping it out.
I took in a shaky breath bit my lip before speaking. "I just..Skie..It's hard okay? Knowing we're going to be married and your baby isn't mine! I know you never wanted it to begin with but we can't change that now, not that you want to get rid of it anyways. That child's just going to be a constant reminder of the pain and suffering that prick, Felix, put you through. I want to be with you. I want to help you through all of this and see you grow and be a happy woman. But it's so fucking hard because I love you! The kid isn't mind, it's so hard to cope with everything when I'm struggling too. I can't stand being alive anymore, I hate waking up every morning knowing I hate who I am with everything I've got! But i do it because i fucking love you. I love you more than i can fathom. I really fucking do, and I'm sorry, okay? I'm fucking sorry. I'm not going to leave you, i promise."
I wrapped my arms around her and held her close while we stood there silent. This is going to be harder than I thought.
Felix's P.o.v.
This fucking bitch. He just doesn't know when to give up and kill himself! Well i guess it'll be my job to make sure he ends up that way. I can't believe Skie forgave him. But then again, she is weak. She can't survive on her own, but oh well, they'll both be done for soon enough. Or maybe I could torment them a little? That seems like a lovely idea! Maybe i'll kill her dad. Or maybe i'll kill her little step sister, ha! I'd love to kill that little brat, she's an annoying little fuck anyways. But the best thing, will be having Skie's friend text about meeting up somewhere and I could get my chance.
"Hey, we're going to go over Skielynn's tomorrow! Better get some sleep, it's getting late anyways.", I yelled to her friend as I walked into the shitty motel bathroom so I could take a shower. They yelled back saying goodnight and turned the hot water on and just basked in the warmth it brought me.
The next thing I knew, I woke up in the tub with hot water pouring over me. What happened? Where the hell am i? I stood up slowly, holding my head as it throbbed. I guess I hit my head? But where even am I and why am I in the shower? Shit..I..I think my multiple personality disorder took over again..I got out of the shower, turning the water off and grabbed the clothes I saw on the floor and quickly put them on. There was a backpack sitting in the corner on the floor so I unzipped it and started looking through to figure out what's going on. I pulled out a notebook and it said "Anderson Michaels"..This can't be good..Anderson Michaels is my other personality, someone who is nowhere near who I really am, he's crazy!. I skimmed through the notebook quickly, not knowing when I might turn again. Anderson is a ruthless asshole who only feels the need to hurt people for no reason other than to bring himself pleasure. And..whoever this Skie girl is..She's in danger according to what this notebook says..
.I haven't been taking my medication in months and i have such a severe case of MPD that my other personality can take over for long periods of time and i rarely ever remember anything that happens when he takes over. But..when I take my pills, I hear voices..terrible voices that tell me I need to die and that i'm a shitty person..I don't want to die..But i don't want to hurt anyone..
