Two-faced

Chapter 10

[Warnings: blood, mention of suicide, self harm]
Hi guys, I'm sorry, it's been a month, since the last chapter :(
Hopefully I'll get the next one out sooner...
Enjoy the chapter:
Here I was, great! I was standing in the waiting room of the principals office, waiting for her to call me in. I wish my dad never decided to move to this stupid city! I already hate it here, I miss my old friends and also, out of all the cities he could have chosen, he moves to the one, where he lives. And the worst thing is, he could also be at this school! A chill went down my spine, he being at the same school as me, it made me want to vomit. If he's here too, I'm gonna-

I was torn out of my thoughts by the principles voice, "Cole Brookstone?" I sighed, "Yeah, that would be me." I grabbed my stuff and walked over to the, now open door.

When I got inside, I looked around, I was in a bright room with some pictures hanging on the wall, as well as a big- no huge aquarium and then there was this friendly looking woman, sitting at her desk. "Oh, so you're Cole, I'm mrs. Garmadon, but you can call me Koko." She said, with the sweetest smile I had ever seen, well, since my mom at least... no, I shouldn't think about that right now. "Um, well, hello mrs. Koko then." She chuckled. "Do you already have got your schedule Cole?" She then asked. "Actually, no, I only know the number of my locker." I responded honestly. "Okay" she emphasized the 'o' then she started tipping something in her laptop "That's no problem at all, I'll just get you someone to show you around, while I get one for you." "Ok, thank you" I tried to sound like I cared, but she didn't even look at me anymore, she already had called that kid, who should show me around.

After a short wait the door opened, but when I saw, who that 'kid' was, I almost fainted!, it was...

/Kais POV:/

Cole

No No No NO please let this be a dream! He can't be at my school! I already have enough problems!
Ugh, I don't care about that freak, let's just get lunch, I'm starving!
I ignored 'the other me' and just stared at Cole shocked, he returned it and for a short moment, I thought I had seen fear in his eyes, but it vanished as fast as it came.

We continued staring at each other, till the principal interrupted us, "Um, do you know each other, or...?" I cleared my throat "Well, kinda..." my voice sounded raspy and dry, but Mrs. Garmadon just ignored it. "Great! Then I'm happy to tell you, that you two also are in the same class!" She said that as if it was something good, while I felt the need, to just vanish.
Hey, isn't that the one, we beat up, when we got ourselves in hospital?
"No shit Sherlock" I whispered rolling my eyes.
"What was that Mr. Smith?" Asked the principal. "Uh, nothing!" I lied trying to sound as innocent as possible.

Cole still hadn't said anything, he just glared at me, as if he wanted me dead (which he probably did) "Well, then show him around please." She had this sweet smile, it reminded me of his mom... Uff, bad theme

So, here I was walking next to Cole, who just stared in the air. "Are you stalking me or something?" I couldn't believe my ears, "I stalk you?! You're the one, that moved here, I was here first!" I cried out. "So it's my fault now? Of course it is, like everything else too!" He shouted "I already told you, it is my fault and I'm deeply sorry about it, but I can't change the past, I can't bring her back to live! Don't you know, that I too suffered from her dead? She was like a mother to me!" I yelled back, tears welling in the corners of my eyes.

Then I felt a sharp pain in my right cheek.

Cole had slapped me.

"SHE WAS MY MOTHER!"

Ooooh that sounds like a lot of drama! So, can we eat now?
I held my cheek, the tears now falling. "I-l" I tried to say something, but I just couldn't bring myself to it. "I WISH I NEVER WOULD'VE KNOWN YOU!" He shouted, then he turned around and stormed out. I was stunned, he- I... I didn't even know how to react, I just stood there.
Oh c'mon, he's just being a crybaby 'bout it, whatever 'it' is... You really should tell me about 'it', it sounds interesting.
Then my body acted as if in autopilot, I turned around and walked out of school and then home, my mind was blank, all I could think about was, 'home, there everything will be okay, it'll be okay'.

                                                                                                     /TW/

Once I got home, I stormed into the bathroom, I ignored the shouts 'my other self' yelled at me to stop what I was doing, as I slowly grabbed my razor. As I cut my skin open, I looked into the mirror, I saw the tears in my amber eyes, how swollen they were from all the crying. I deserved this, I deserved all of this, it was all my fault, I should have saved her, I should have done more,

I should have been the one who died in there.

The blood ran down my arms, it dropped on the floor, it was everywhere, the red was everywhere.
And I felt the need to end it, to end all the suffering, just to end all the guilt I had to live with.

With that thought in mind, my cuts got deeper and deeper and after a while I felt like passing out from blood loss.

Now was the time, I readied myself for the Final Cut, but then, something- no someone held me back.
Don't you dare killing us, it's bad enough you hurt us so badly! Now wrap this up! And don't ever do such a ting again!
I sucked in a sharp breath, "But-"
Butts are for sitting! Think about our sister, our baby sister, what would she do, if we were just gone? Don't be so fucking selfish and keep it together for gods sake!
I now felt even more horrible than before, 'how could I have been so selfish? She needs me!' I slowly stood up, just to fall back down, I had lost too much blood. My vision got blurry and I struggled to sit upright.
Weak! Stand up!
"I-I can't!" I cried out, I was at the verge of passing out.
YOU CAN! YOU KNOW WHAT? I THINK YOU JUST DON'T WANT TO!
AND NOW, STAND UP!
I tried again, failing miserably "Please! I can't! It's too hard, I'm too weak!" I sobbed
Pathetic!
"Please...I...need help..." My mind felt as if it was filled with clouds and there begun to appear black spots in my anyway blurry vision "I...need help..."
Only weak people need help, we aren't weak! If you give up, you'll kill me too, and I don't feel like dying today! So GET THE FUCK UP!
I don't know why, but his speak somehow gave me the strength to get up, it was difficult, but I still did it! After finally being on my feet again, I dragged myself to my room, where I always had a first aid kit. I kept it there, so I would be prepared if Nya got hurt. I grabbed it, took a bandage out and wrapped myself up. I then payed there watching my arm closely, as the blood soaked the white bandage, it actually looked pretty, the white material, slowly becoming red. It looked as if the bandage was a canvas and the red the color on it. It reminded Kai of a poem he once read:

Slowly, the brush caresses my skin.
The bristles feel soft and comforting as they slide across my wrist.
Electricity surges throughout my body,
the crying finally ceases,
the bad thoughts;
gone.
The only thing left,
is the feeling of the soft hair gliding all over;
Over my wrists, arms, legs, and my chest.
As the feeling of the bristles dissipate,
The feeling of cold paint drips down my body.
From my wrists, arms, legs, and my chest.
Red paint trickles slowly.
I can no longer feel the brush in my hand.
I stare down at my body,
My skin has turned red,
and darkness comes in.
In an instant,
my once bright white canvas
turns black with drips of red.

After a while of just laying on my bed, to sure whenever to be happy or sad about the fact, that I survived, in the end, I just decided, to be neutral about it.
You know, you still need to clean up the bathroom.
"Ah, shit the bathroom..." I stood up, feeling like absolute shit.

/small time skip, because I'm lazy/

/ Authors POV After cleaning up the bathroom:/

When he finished cleaning the bathroom and himself, he flopped onto his bed again.
Don't you have something to do?
He sighed "Thank you for saving my live, I guess"
No idiot, you have to eat something! I'm starving!
"Gosh, you're annoying."
You're annoying
"Fine, I'll eat something..."
Finally!

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See you in the next chapter!
Word count: 1590 yay :)