Inside Youtube- A Krinx Fanfiction

Chapter 8- Krism

April 6, 2015

 Too many years fighting back tears

Why can't the past just die?

   I ran up the stairs, almost slipping a few times, covering my pained face in shame. My head and eye were both throbbing at once. Why did I have to get close to people, why did my stupid contact have to fall out, why did Minx have to see my eye? These questions rolled around in my brain as I slammed the door to my room shut. I heard concerned murmurs coming from downstairs, mixed with the guys' war cries. Everything had to happen to me. I laughed sharply at myself. You brought this onto yourself, I thought. Everything was my fault anyway. I sighed and slunk down the wall. My day was going so well, meeting the love of my life and all. I was winning at Prop Hunt, and Minx even came to see me again, and to invite me to dinner! I grabbed my computer, about to Skype Amanda. I clicked her contact and stopped. Because, one, I needed to get the dirty contact out of my eye and two, she would tell me I was overreacting. Krism, she'd say, it wasn't your fault, stop thinking about it all the time.

I smiled bitterly. It, wow, that was what I called her. She didn't deserve that. I shook my head, frantically trying to clear my thoughts. If I kept thinking I would spiral downward, and I couldn't let that happen. I slowly got up and walked to the bathroom, quickly taking out the contact and flushing out my eye. I looked at the mirror. It was glowing redder than ever. As if I needed more reminders. I grabbed another contact quickly and put it in, lying down on my bed, sighing. She had to mention my eye; I knew she didn't like me. I thought about Marzia, with her sweet face and lilting voice. Deep down I knew that I was only angry because of how close she and Minx seemed, they were whispering the entire time we washed dishes. Her mentioning my eye just kind of snapped me. Sensitive little Krism. I deserved it. I thought about earlier, and my rage deepened. I heard something I shouldn't have, and it was getting to me. I closed my eyes and started to wonder, why me? Why did I...

Two Hours Ago

                I looked at the clock frowning as I saw that the day was ending. I wanted to work on animation but instead I spent the entire day gaming and Minxing. I shook my head. Minx. I didn't know how to describe her. Just...perfect. I stood up from my desk chair, hearing my back pop. "Ugh." I whispered. It hurt like hell. I walked slowly to my door, taking my time to check myself in the mirror. I was not looking good, with bedhead and my wrinkled clothes, I was a mess. I sighed and shook my head. It didn't matter. I could hear Minx in her room, so I knew I wouldn't run into her. I opened my door quietly and crept out, trying to be as silent as possible, which wasn't possible with the creaky floors. I started to walk to the stairs, but heard quiet voices.

I caught my name and hung back. Why were they talking about me? I stood beside the stairs and looked down. Marzia, Mark, and the Australian girl were standing at the bottom talking. I swung around so they couldn't see me and decided to eavesdrop. I heard Marzia sigh. "I'm not too sure about her, that Krism girl, she seems a bit off. I mean why would someone be so antisocial?" I grit my teeth. I could snap her neck in an instant. Mark sighed. "Yeah, she seems sort of weird. I've like only seen her once. Is she even a Youtuber?" The other girl made a noise. "I've never heard of her." I heard murmurs of agreement and decided to investigate. I walked down the stairs and saw Mark look at me out of the corner of his eye. He quickly started talking about Dark Souls.