Silver {FIN}

{26} Edgar

I opened my eyes and groaned when I felt the sun's light on my face. I wanted it to be night time. Fuck the sun. I blinked a few times before getting up and cracking my neck, fingers, and arms. I felt something...different. Something was different about me. I shrugged it off and looked at Chase who had my phone close to his sleeping face.

I chuckled and said, "How cute."

I walked where Chase was sleeping and stood over him.

I got close to his ear and yelled, "WAKE UP DUMBASS!"

Chase jumped out of the bed, looking around quickly. I held my stomach and put my head back, laughing loudly.

"What the hell, Eddie? Why did you wake me up?" Chase screamed and slammed a pillow on the bed.

I stopped laughing, a few chuckles coming out. "We have school, dumbass. Let's go."

"I don't want to go to school," Chase whined.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed his throat, squeezing it. He put his hands over mine and started coughing.

"E-Ed?"

I squeezed harder. I pulled him up by the bed and put his face close to mine.

"You're going to school, you little shit," I growled and dropped him.

He gasped for air and I watched and chuckled. When he wasn't moving, I gave him a glare at and he scrambled out of the bed. I smiled and skipped downstairs. Serge, Clayton, and Vincent were watching TV. Clayton was rubbing his neck, a purple bruise forming. I smirked because I knew what was happening. I walked to the TV and stood in front of it. They growled and my smirk widen.

Vincent sighed and put his hand up, shushing the other pets. "What do you need, Eddie?"

I titled my head and said in a sad tone, "I can't watch TV with pets?"

Serge jumped from the couch and walked towards me. "The fuck you said?"

"I said, I can't watch TV with pets?"

He glared at me and I sighed. "I guess not."

I turned around so I was facing the TV and punched the screen. I pulled my fist back to see the TV had a hole inside, wires messed up, and other stuff broken. I turned back around to see Serge, Clayton, and Vincent with their eyes wide. I looked at my fist and saw shards of glass sticking out my knuckles and blood dripping on them.

I shrugged and smile darkly. "The pain makes me feel alive," I simply said.

There was footsteps coming down and I grabbed my book bag. I threw on a hoodie and a pair of jeans that were in the kitchen. I sniffed the air and wrinkled my nose. This place smelled like a pet shop.

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I sat down on my regular seat and tapped my fingers on the desk. What can I do here? I knew I made Chase scared of me and he might be shaking like a little bitch. I chuckled gloomily. I looked over my shoulder to see Chase rubbing his neck, a purple bruise forming just like Clayton's. It will be fun hurting them. I heard a seat move and turned back to see Denis moving his chair close to mine. Denis flashed a smile while I starched the desk. It made a creaking sound every time I dragged my long nail to the metal desk.

"What are you doing?"

I looked up and smirked. "I'm making the desk pretty."

Denis raised an eyebrow and stared at me for a few minutes. I was getting bored as the teacher kept talking about something that I didn't care at the moment. I sighed with no and got up, walking towards the door.