Rebel At Heart

Chapter 24: Razor Blades And Pocket Knives

Chrystian appeared around eleven thirty. When I opened the door, he had a pleased smile on.

"Did you open the gift?"

I took a bite of the bacon I had in my hand and looked at the gift.

"No."

"I want you to open it."

"Why? Is it going to die if I don't open it now?"

He laughed.

"Something like that. Just flip it around."

"I'm going to die if I don't open it?"

"I guess. Just open it."

"Not yet. We need to get to work."

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Blake appeared with my meds and handed them to me. Chrystian found it hilarious.

"Wow! You have to take anti-depressants!"

I glared at him.

"They're not anti-depressants, asshole."

"Don't tell him what they are."

I spun to Blake.

"Why not? Everyone is going to find out sooner or later. I'd rather people congratulating me that treating me like a piece of fucking glass because I'm 'teetering on the edge of suicide' as this bitch says."

"Alright. Go ahead and tell him."

I looked back at him and stood up.

"It's not worth it. I'd rather keep it a secret until I can't keep it secret no more. I want you out of the apartment now."

Chrystian leaned against the back of the couch.

"Not until you open your gift."

I stomped towards the kitchen table. I tore in the gift and that was it. I threw the package to the ground after I pulled out one of the 'presents'.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF THIS APARTMENT OR SO HELP ME GOD I'LL SLIT YOUR THROAT HERE AND NOW!!!!!"

I flicked out the blade when he took more than two seconds to leave.

That made him run.

Blake looked at me with shock.

"What the hell did he get you?"

"Fucking razor blades and a pocket knife!"

"Why?"

"Because 'all emo's cut themselves' according to the fucktards of the world."

"Babe, calm down."

"I'm fucking done. Tomorrow, you aren't holding me back any longer. Got it?"

"You'll get in trouble."

"Who the fuck cares?! I'll be making a point that should have been stressed long a-fucking-go, Blake!"