(Kyle's pov)
Being dragged down the hall of the cold center wasnt too much of joy filled fun. Even if you were slightly falling asleep. I just hit Alex, and all she did was smile at me. WHY DID SHE SMILE AT ME. I hurt her, even if it was on accident. Stupid Devil... He always had to fuck everything up.
"Ya will be stay'ng here an 'ol while, ok?" asked a man with the thickest accent i couldnt make out to label.
Angrily scowling at him, i huffed a breath of air at him, as he tossed me into the room, isolated. I started to shake, not because of the cold, but scared. I didnt want to be alone, and started to cry. I hated myself when i cried. I started to hit my leg repeatedly, anger taking over. Until a knot formed, a bruse made its place on my thigh, i cried harder. The lights dimmed as i started to cry more, tears soaked the bed i lay on, and i just wanted Johnnie with me, because im... Scared. Lost. Hopeless. Angry. Jealous. Pissed off.
I punched the protected wall, only making a loud noise before some nurse opened the door, and nicely told me to shut up. Then asked why i was crying.
"Let me go! Please, i promise i wont do anything to hurt anyone! Please, just let me out! Its so lonely in here, its darker, too open, creeping me out, scary," i rambled as she sat by me, listening to my pleads.
"Well, i cant let you out until we know youre... Eh..."
"Im WHAT?"
"...Stable..." she whispered, and my eyes widened, and i got even more angry.
"But i AM stable, God damn it!" i protest, sleepily, starting to cry again, i was a mess.
Plead HARDER! You crying your worthless self to sleep wont fucking help!
He's, right, Ky, this time, i agree. Help yourself, dont just fall asleep.
'what do i do?'
An angry, rasped voice came from Devil, and i considered using it.
Kill her
(Johnnie's pov)
Sighing, i sat in therapy, waiting for someone, ANYONE to lift the tension between me and Alex. She just glared at me.
"What?" i finally ask.
"I forgive you," she says, and my eyes grow wide when she climbs into my lap.
'what in the actual hell is she doing? Is this flirting? Is she really flirting with me right now, after Kyle was just scooped up from my arms?'
Angrily huffing at her, i had the thought of flipping her out of my lap, but the feel of her hot, soft breath and lips brushing agenst my ear, i re thought on how boys SHOULD treat women. I cant do that to her, i dont have that dark a soul to do that to a lady...
Im also a dick to just help her up, not ask if she's ok, but whatever the hell.
Kissing my neck, Alex started to run her fingers through my fringe, and thats when i let her fall to the floor. No way in HELL am i letting her touch me like that. The only person who can do that is, well, uh, i-is, Kyle.
Looking down at the purple haired girl on her back sprawled out across the floor, i didnt feel as bad as i thought i would.
"What is the matter with guys treating me like a ragdoll today!" she angrily huffed and got on her feet to angrily glare at me.
"That was MEAN!" she protested, stomping her weak foot.
Looking at her, even every one in the group therapy room had their heads turned to her. I then wondered when Kyle will come back. Its going to be some scary and restless nights without my teddy bear.
