Murder In the bathroom

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I woke up on my bed. How did I get here? It was Sunday night. I guess I was out for a long time. Well no shit Sherlock I was sliced on the arm for fuck sakes. I looked down at my arm. It was bandaged. What the? Who did this? I got up and looked in the mirror on my door. I was still a little pale from blood loss. Why was that woman trying to kill me? I had so many questionsgoing through my mind. I waved my good arm and levitated my books in the air. Powers ar still okay. That's good. I was still tired so i decided to go to back to sleep. Tomorrow was school. I think if I could choose between school and Hell, Hell would be my answer. 

I got up and got ready for school. I put on my Angels wear red sweater, some skinny jeans and converse. When I got to school I went to home room and sat down in my desk.  Jeff sat down in his desk. When the bell rang the principle came in. Everyone perked up as Ashley, One of the cheerleaders came rushing in crying.

"Class I am sorry to inform you that Caitlyn McCartan was murdered last night. She was found in the girls bathroom this morning with knife wounds . You will all be going home early. You can pack up your things and leave" Said Mr. Thomas. I was so confused. Who would do such a thing? Well it was Caitlyn. And I wouldn't blame who ever killed her. She had it coming for her when cheated twice on the same guy. Everybody got their stuff and i left the room. I on the other hand, was still untangling my headphones.

"Hey." Said a familiar voice. I looked up to see Jeff.
"Uh-hey." I said awkwardly. I don't do well with conversation. His smirk was kind of off but it as comforting.
"Can I walk you home?" He said with a smirk on his face. Don't get me wrong he was attractive but something about him made me a little uneasy.
We walked out of the school and onto the side walk.
"Sad huh. She has to die so young." He said looking forward emotionless.
"That bitch got what was coming for her." I said looking down.
"What?"
"Well she wasn't actually a nice person." I said. He looked so confused. "Never mind"
"Oh."
Out of the corner of my eye I could see him moving closer to me. We were so lost in conversation. I clenched my fists too tight and made my bag fall open. My leacehr journal fell on the sidewalk. I was putting my backpackon when Jeff opened the journal and looked through it. They were drawings of different pastas. Oh crap! My obsession!
"Creepypasta fan?" He said looking at me. My eyes widened as i realized he was looking through them.
"Uh-ya." I said. Snatching the book from his hands.
"I like them too."
"You do?!" I looked surprised. "Yeah. Which ones your favorite?" He asked.
"I love Jeff." Wait what. "N-not because you guys have the same name o-or anything but-."
"He-he I know." He gave me another Smirk. I put the journal back into my bag.
We got to my house.
When we got to the porch I asked him, "You want to come in? My parents are never home."
"Uh-sure."  We walked in through the door.
"My room is upstairs." I said. We both walked up the stairs and into my room.
I turned on my Cd player that plays my favorite song. That Last Drop came on. He sat down on my bed. "I like your room, It's... nice and dark, but not too dark.
"Thanks" I said as I sat down on my bed next to him. His eyes wondered the room. He sat there awkwardly taking everything in.  I was sitting way to close for comfort. "This is the first time having a guy in your bedroom isn't it?" "What? No." I said shifting from side to side. "Alex, you can't lie to me." He said cocking an eyebrow. The way he said my name was so sweet. "I'm not going to do anything."

I looked at him. Once I noticed I was just full on staring  at him I looked down pretending that the bed cover interested me. He was... He was still looking. Eyes peircing through my skull. I could feel him still staring at me. That's when he leaned in and kissed me. Lips dancing across one another.
"Baby that last drop is for you"
"Wash away all your sorrows"
"Hold me closer now" "Close your eyes and taste the alcohol on your tongue"
"I swear I've seen this scene before in a dream."

I opened my eyes.
"I-I'm sorry." I shook. What was i thinking? He probably thinks I'm so weird.
"I have to go. I'll see you at school tomorrow" He said giving me a light punch on my shoulder and a wink.
"Okay' I said smiling. Was i smiling? I need to stop smiling.  BUT I CAN'T STOP SMILING. Dammit Alix. I followed him downstairs. He was about to walk out the door when he turned around
"Oh- And your face is still red."
"Get out!" I laughed and pushed him out the door.  

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