The Freak and The Angel

Chapter 22 : Renounce the Devil - Pay for Your Sins

(Sorry, She's a long and dark chapter. Skip if you don't want to read about torture.)

The rest of the school week went as well as it could have. I've been tired, but I gradually seemed to regain some of the energy that was zapped out of me. Every night, Eddie slept with me, holding me tightly in his arms, waiting and afraid I would start floating again, but I haven't.

I laid in bed with Eddie all night, watching as he happily slept. As tired as I am, I just can't fall asleep. I lay there now, just thinking of the horrible life I've caused him. I think about how much better his life would have been if I never came across him that fateful day six years ago. Sure, he would have had a badly broken arm, but he could have gotten the care he needed. He wouldn't have had to grow up with a monster that ruined any chances he had of growing up a happy normal kid without knowing about kids with superpowers. I think about how he wouldn't have had to deal with a girlfriend slowly killing herself because of an eating disorder or how he technically died because of me. He would have never felt that pain of being beaten and stabbed repeatedly as he watched his girlfriend get strangled to death in front of him. I think about how he is the one to truly suffer every time something happens to me. I am the true freak here, not him. I'm a monster.

I lay there, staring at my ceiling as he sleeps. Finally, he rolled over, letting me out of his grip. I took the opportunity and got out of bed before he could hug onto me again.

"I'm so sorry." I softly whisper as I walk out of the room, going to the kitchen to quickly write him a note, begging him not to come looking for me.

"To my dearest love, Eddie. I'm sorry for all of the hurt I've caused you. You deserve so much better. I'm sorry, I need to leave you so you can be safe and happy. Tell Wayne I said thank you for taking care of me all these years. Please don't look for me. I will always love you. Angel. xoxo"

I quietly went back to my room and left the note on my side of the bed. I looked at his sleeping form one last time.

"I love you so much." I whispered as I left my room and the trailer. Tears steam down my face as I walk away towards the woods, hoping no one will see me. It's still early. The sun isn't even up yet.

I made my way to the place where my life had both begun and technically ended. The clearing in the woods where I had met Eddie and where we both died. The place where I had killed and buried Charlie. I placed my hand on the tree his body was under. I lower my head as I kneel into the dirt.

"I'm so sorry." I said to the ground he was deep beneath.

I look around me, the thoughts of that night suddenly hitting me like a Mack truck on the highway. I can see Eddie tied up and bleeding against the tree, I can see Jason standing over me. I can see the wicked look in Chad's eyes as he leads our executions. There's Becky crying as I fought so hard to bring Eddie back from a death he didn't deserve.

I closed my eyes and let the tears fall as I stood back up and made my way through the woods. I wandered around town aimlessly, trying to avoid anyone, not wanting to be seen. I must have been walking for a while, totally lost in my own head. I find myself standing in the middle of a back road. Not just any back road, but the one where Becky had died, being ripped apart by those roots, or vines, whatever they were. I stand there, reliving the moment that made me really start to spiral downhill. I swear I can still see her blood on the street.

Once again, my feet started carrying me away, walking toward the Starcourt Mall.

"What the hell?" I ask myself as I  shrug and walk inside. The place is busily packed with customers and teens just hanging out with their friends, having a good time. I see a familiar face, though I'm not sure if they're who I think they are. A young girl with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes, hanging out with another girl. I swear I know her face. I stare at her for a moment. She looked up and noticed me staring. Her eyes grew wide as she looked at me as if she feels the same way. Do I know her?