Eddie x Gaege ~ A killer?

Chapter 1: Introduction

I've always asked myself, if you do bad things for the right reasons, is it still considered bad? I guess it depends on how bad the thing you do, and how good the thing you do it for is. I think I take it to the extreme, but my reason is really good. Anyways, this is my story about my worst deed, the reason and how I balanced my work with my social life.

Gaege's pov: (Present day)

I could sense the pissed expression I had spread across my face and wow; did I really feel the part. The only person I had truly trusted, even loved, had turned on me, now I was laying on a bed waiting for the lethal injection. I could see him behind the glass door, staring at me. He was the only person who had showed up. I supposed that's because he was the only person in my life. I watched has his tears rolled down his face, down his cheeks and chin, landing on his white shirt, has he just stood there, staring at me. His expression was painful to look at, he looked like his heart had been shattered, and that caused a stinging pain in my chest, so I looked away from him. The doctor came up to my extended arm and slowly pushed the needle in, causing me to grunt. I glanced at the glass window one last time to see Eddie shouting something. I closed my eyes for the last time.

Gaege's pov: (6 years ago- final year at high school)

I let out a long, deep sigh has I stood under the shower, watching my blood-soaked clothes get wet and the crimson liquid run down the drain. The anger I felt just a moment ago melted away like butter on pancakes as well. The cold water calming my nerves down. I felt relieved. The scrapes and bruises left on my face and knuckles began to hurt, bad. I turned the water off and pealed my wet clothes off my body, throwing them into the corner of the bathroom. I ran myself a hot bath and got in, washing my whole body. Any blood or dirt I missed, coming off my body. I relaxed in the hot water, my scrapes and aches stopped hurting for a moment and I almost fell asleep. I was so exhausted. While my eyes were closed, I remembered tomorrow was the first day of my last year at this fucking stupid school. I sometimes regret not dropping out as soon as I could, but it's the final year then I can do whatever the fuck I want. After a deep long sigh, I sat up, washed myself off with some soap and let the water out. I dried my body off and went into my room. My boxers and sweatpants were already set out on my bed, and I slipped them on. My house cleaner is such an angel. After getting dressed, I walked down my stairs to the kitchen to get some coffee and pack myself a small bag for school, only what I need to get through a school day. Simple things like a pencil bag and some notebooks. I set the bag on my kitchen counter and searched for food in the fridge. My eyes rolled playfully noticing she had packed me some lunch for tomorrow. "Man, she treats me like her son." I said out loud, smiling to myself. My voice echoed through the lower floor of my house. My house cleaner came every second day to clean the house since I was so busy, I couldn't do it myself. My hand reached out to grab the note on the lunch box. It read, "Hi sir, sorry but I just had to make you something for your first day since I knew you weren't going to do anything for yourself. I barely see you eating and there's hardly any food in this house. I used some of my paycheck to get you some food. There're two lunches for tomorrow and the next day, where I'll be here to make you some more. Hope you have a great day at school tomorrow - Lindsey." I keep telling her she can just call me Gaege, but she slips up now and then. I'll definitely be increasing her paycheck. I checked my watch, realizing I had been out all night and wasn't going to get sleep. I took a mug out and started making some coffee. I took a long sip from the warm liquid and sat on the kitchen counter, scrolling through Tik Tok while I wait for five o'clock to start getting ready. I lived quite far from the school, so I have to leave early. I drifted off a little and fell asleep against the cupboard above my counter. I startled awake when my alarm blared off and my phone vibrated in my hand. My entire mood was ruined, I felt extremely irritable but knew it was time to get ready. Since I had washed myself only two hours ago, I just needed to dress and look presentable. I threw on some black jeans and a grey shirt. Then I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. My eyes glanced to my reflection in the mirror and felt like I had just been jumpscared. I had blue purple bugs under my eyes and a noticeable scratch across my left cheek. I looked like a corpse! And Lindsey wasn't joking when she said I barely ate either. I looked almost anorexic; I could see the lining of my neck bones. Shrugging I threw on a hoodie to hide everything then brushed my hair back with my hands and walked to my kitchen, grabbing the lunch and my school bag. Before I left, I grabbed my handgun and a blade, shoving the gun into my waist band and sticking the blade into my sock on my right foot. I then started the walk to my school. The cold morning breeze felt amazing on my face. It sent shivers down my spine and made goosebumps travel across my body. I got to the gate one hour later, arriving just has the school gates opened. I went inside the school grounds and straight to my locker, noticing it was clean. Obviously, doofus, it's the first day of school. Nobody has had the chance to write shit on it. I set my lunch inside and took out a reading book. I placed my small bag into my locker and shut it, locking it. I made my way to the school yard to sit and wait for the information assembly. There was a nice place under a tree in the grass where I sat and leaned up against the tree and read my book. It was a good book, about a girl who moved to another country because her dad died and needed to get herself together. It was a random book I spotted in the store while I was shopping so I bought it. I don't really read, but I found that it calms my mind down and helps me relax. I specifically enjoy this spot because most people leave me alone. Some time passed and the school filled slowly with students. Some new eighth graders and everybody else. I noticed only two new faces but decided to ignore everyone who tried coming up to talk to me. Mostly new girls who thought I was hot. Suddenly, I felt my ankle twist and a rush of pain shot through my leg. I instantly pulled my leg back and heard an oomph from in front of me. I stood up quickly becoming defensive, tying to keep all the weight off my injured foot. "Hey dude, what the fuck do you think you're doing!?" I asked angrily, trying to make myself as big and tough as I could manage. The guy who fell over stood quickly and started. "Shit I'm really sorry-" My mind shut off as I began to analyze him. New guy? He was a little taller than me. His figure had a lot of muscle mass, if we fought, he'd beat the literal shit out of me. His eyes were brown, and he had black hair. He had an accent to his voice, and I instantly knew he was Hispanic. There was bandana on his head. I came back to reality noting how my posture instantly relaxed. Weird "I'm new and have no idea about what's going on." Was the end of his apology rant. I sighed quietly and stuck my hand out, sending him a smile. Might as well be nice, I guess. "Hey man, it's fine. It was an accident and I overreacted. I'm Gaege." He shook my hand. "Eduardo but call me Eddie." I smiled at him, and we pulled our hands back. "Hey, do you mind if I follow you around for today, just to get used to the place and all." I thought for a moment. I don't need to be getting close to anyone, but he will probably find other people to hang with since I'm boring has fuck. My shoulders shrugged. "Yeah, sure. Just tell me if you need anything too." I bent down to get my book and felt a punch on my shoulder, and I fell over on to my knees. " Watch it, faggot." The voice spoke, exaggerating the last word. He laughed out loud and the two people either side of him laughed with him. My anger boiled but kept my cool. Taking a deep breath in and out, I spoke. "I'd be careful who I mess with if I were you, Joshua." I bend down again, getting my book and standing up. He rolled his eyes at me. "And what are you going to do?" He asked teasingly, over expressing his body movements. The two guys behind him, I noticed were Mully and Grant laughed, encouraging his behavior. "This." My balled fist, swinging my arm and making contact to his left temple, making him fall to the ground. My body turned to Eddie, and I saw him cringe. I quickly gripped Eddie's wrist. "Let's get out of here." I started running and he followed behind me. We stopped behind the school, out of breath. "Sorry about that. It's just the know-it-all Josh. He just pisses me off." Eddie shrugged. "That dwarf needs to find someone his own size to fight, he's gonna get his ass beat." I laughed out loud at his comment has it was truly funny. I didn't have to fake anything. It all felt natural, and it made me a content kind of happy. Eddie just stared at me with a smile across his face. We spoke for a bit. I found out he lives with his mom and dad and has a sister. He had moved into town because his parents got offered a well-paying job. I can't even imagine how badly they must have struggled when they first immigrated into the states. People can be horrible and it just... pisses me off so much. I'm glad his family is doing well though. The bell rang startling him and I chuckled. "Is that the bell?! It sounds like a fucking tornado warning!"