The Killer with A Blade

Chapter 7- Memories

Rise. Rise. Regina. RISE!
I woke up trying to catch my breath from another nightmare. Fuck, I thought. Not again. I hate this dream.
"Regina wake up! It's time for school! Get your ass down here!" Said my mom screaming from downstairs. Today was the day of my presentation, I'll be presenting my family tree. I've never really like my family. They steal. Kidnap. Rape. Kill. And sell drugs. Drugs.
"I'm going! Give me 10 minutes and I'll be down there." I quickly gt ready and grab my stuff to go to my car, but just as I look at the mirror, I can see him. Cassian Kills. My least favorite person in this world.
"Good morning, Regina. Did you sleep well?" He said, sipping from his whiskey. I ignored him and carried on to grabbing some snacks. "Regina!" My mom said, slapping my shoulder. "No seas grosera" I hate that I'm 17.
"Like shit. I hope you had an awful morning too, Cassian. Now... if you excuse me. I am headed to school." I walk out as I roll my eyes at him. I really hate this guy. I wonder why he's even here? Business I guess.

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"Regina. It's your turn to present." Said, Mr. Green. I wish I didn't have this class at the end of the day. This is hell.
I got up and walked down the aisle just as someone had to approach MD from behind. Great. Another scene I guess.
I grabbed his hand from behind and twisted it a little so he could feel a little pain on it. "Don't touch me." I said, in a serious tone. "Bitch." He said, muttering. "What did you say? Come on, say it out loud, Kyle." I stood in front of his desk and was ready to slap the shit out him. But all he said was "nothing. God."

I put my paper on the board and start presenting. "My Grandfather's name was Hitler. Hitler Blade. And no he was not the leader of the nazis. He married my grandmother Kira. It was said that they both were deeply in love and ended up dieing together after fucking-"
"Regina!"
I turned to face my teacher. "What?"
"What on the name of God is this?"
I looked back at my poster and looked back at everyone. They seemed scared. My family line scared them. But why?
"Whats wrong, Mr. Green?"
" 'what's wrong?' Regina. This was about your family line. Not some fack story."
Everyone laughed. He made me the center of attention. Dammit.
"This is my family line."
"So, you're saying your grandfather's name was Hitler"
"Yes. His name was Hitler Blade."
Everyone looked at me. I felt like cutting out there eyes. They all looked so delicious.
"The office." I looked at him with confusion. The office? What the hell did I do?
"Now!!" For fucks sake. It's just a family line, bitch. Not my fault yours isn't as interesting as mine.
I packed my stuff and headed to the office, but before then, I went to the bathroom. I saw my friend Ryker in there fucking some girl. "Back at it again?" I said, leaning against the wall as I saw both their feet from under the stall. "Fuck." He said, zipping up his pants. "One minute!" Said the girl. I walked to the stall and waited for her to get out. Just as she got out, she jumped back a little bumbing behind Ryker's chest. "Ah. You scared me, Regina." I mimicked her as she walked by. What a slut.
"Hey! Don't be mean. I kinda like her." He said, innocently.
I know that when he uses that voice, he's just joking.
"You kinda like her? Oh, please. Just shut up and stop saying stupid shit like that and give me the powder." We both laugh and start sniffing coccine on the sink. Rykers always had the best drugs around school and that's all thanks to his older brother who runs a mafia gang. "Ryker. This shits good." I say as I start sniffing another row. And then another and another, until he stops me. "Wow. Regina. Calm down."
"Cant." I say as I stand up and look at the mirror. I'm a mess. I smile at the thought. Who would have ever thought this is me now? I used to hate my family for all this. The drugs and fucks, but now I've grown to love it. I've grown to embrace my future. "You're a crazy bitch, Regina." I know. That's why i love myself so much.
Now, I head to the office. I thinks it's been 20 minutes since the teacher told me to go. Oh no.
"Regina," said Cassian as he stood up buttoning up his suit. Not this again.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked.
"Your mom got a call from the school and she couldnt come. So, she-"
"Sent you." I said.
"Yes... is there something wrong with that?" I ignore his question and head out the front door. I spot his car and immediately get in the driver's seat. Damn. A whole ass mustang. I like this.
"No. Get your ass off my car." He said, opening the door mad.
"I know how to drive." I said, looking up at him. "I don't give a shit. I need to head to somewhere before I drop you off at your house."
Uh. I hate him even more.
I get in the passenger seat and take out my cigarette. I light it up and get it snatched by him. "Not here, princess."
"Hey! That cost me!" I pinched his shoulder and took out another cigarette, but he throw it out the window too. "You're not allowed to smoke and I don't want my car to smell like your stupid tobacco. " I roll my eyes at his remarks. "As if you don't smoke, Cassian."
"At least not in someone else's car, love. Show some respect." There's silence for a moment. How did I ever become this?
"And, it can cause cancer, Regina. You need to take care of yourself properly in order to stay healthy." He said, smiling a little.
"Healthy? Cancer? I would rather die than ever in my life be 'heatlty.' Plus, why stay healthy when you can have black lungs and little brain cells?" I laugh at that. It's so funny. I'll never have cancer. I doubt I will. I'm too strong for that.
However, while I laughed my ass off, Cassian look pissed. And pissed as fuck.
"Cassian? Are you mad?" I say, chuckling a little. He ignored my question. I was ignored. Great. He's mad.