I Am Psycho

Sliss

PAST

I can't believe that sicko! He got me pregnant! Now they'll think I'm some slut...
I tug at my hair, pulling some out.

I get up off the toilet and get ready to face my impregnator.
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I put on my red cocktail dress, with some cherry lip balm and my black heels. The sun lowers itself on the horizon outside my large window.

*Ring Ring*, my standard ringtone plays while I secure the strap on my shoe. I see who's calling, Edmund, my soon to be ex. I answer.

"Hello?" I say brightening my tone.

"Hey gorgeous, how long do you plan on keeping me waiting?" He sounds a little irritated.
I roll my eyes and fix my hair in the mirror.

"How about coming up here and putting on the final touches." I say being purposely flirtatious.

"That's how you got the little devil on you, and I ain't trying to be the father." He proceeds laugh, the wind whipping through from time to time. Wow, wait until he hears the news of his kid. My face heats up with anger. If only I had known sooner, unlike my first time.

Why didn't he tell me! I run hand through my hair.

"Shut it, I'll be down there in a minute." I say harshly, making a line with my lips.

I grab my purse and phone, heading out, not thinking twice about Loui.
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I rush back inside with blood on my hands towards Loui, who is shocked to see me. "Hey! You better not tell a soul..." I hiss at him.
He was only ten, but seemed like he could handle himself. He looked pissed at me. "Where have you been! You-"
I slapped him hard enough so he could fall. "How fucking dare you....don't ever raise your voice at me! No one loves you, but me! This is how you treat the ones you love! I should sell you!"

Yeah I knew what I was doing was wrong, telling him I loved him and shit. But in reality it's just this one sided love.

He cups his cheek and turns to look at me. I saw something I wasn't prepared for. He smiled at me with two long fangs I've seen before, just not on him. "You liar..." I just stood there as he felt the scratch on his cheek, which was soon fading. "Loui..." I whisper, afraid that this was going to be the payback I kinda deserve. "I hate you enough to leave, but not enough to kill you." I was surprised by that, I slowly walk backwards, he runs out the door.

"He'll be back, he knows that no one loves him except me." I say assuring myself.

But he didn't come back.
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Two years later

I can't keep doing things like this even though it hurts sometimes. I can't keep running from him. Too many times I've ran into him. Well, it's not my last time, cause I will keep going. Even though I'm tired. Even though I'm sad. Even though I'm sorry, for his dad, please. I keep seeing things. Things that will hurt me. So keep running and running again! I'll be tired again! I'll never see people like me. When I'm free! I'll never say I'll be home by seven... If I keep running. One day...that's it.
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I look around the vacant house and the paintings of the woods I made with Lou... and his father. I don't think he remembers him at all, just another man probably.

They look alike, beautiful eyes, a nice smile, and a nice jaw. Also that hidden dimple on their cheek...

I chuckle at my thoughts. I miss him...

I run a hand through my hair and walk up the stairs to the master bedroom. "I thought it would be way more dusty." I look around more and notice some things are out of place. "What...theives." I say to rid my mind of a stalker. Walking into the bathroom, I look around for the bath salts I placed in the cabinet, "Not here..." I keep looking until I give up and use the liquid bubbles.
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I grab the towel and dry off, now looking in drawers for some clothes. I look over at the bed and it's been messed with, how did I not see the rose petals on the bed before. The room smells nicer too, like peppermint, his favorite scent...

My heart rate increases, and I start looking for my towel now.
"What the hell...." Please let it be me going crazy! I whisper to myself trying to keep calm. I take a step backwards on what I assume is the wall.

"I'm glad you came back Silvia." His voice purrs in my ear, giving me goosebumps. I'm completely naked by the way, pouncing into the bedsheets covering myself. He smiles that smile that makes your knees quiver, and those piercing green eyes that melts your heart.

"Your eager." He lifts one eyebrow at me and takes off his jean jacket, placing it on the wooden drawer. "Hey, calm yourself Louis." I say sternly.

"I've missed you." He comes over and sits on my side, twirling my hair. I push his hand away.

"Leave." I feel tears coming, stinging my eyes I turn away from him. "Silvia, you can't...especially when I'm around." Hot tears start to pour out. "I hate you." I breathe, holding on to the covers.

"No you don't." I feel his breath on my ear. I start to cry, when he kissed my ear.

Remembering all the wrong I did to him, I start to break down.

"Don't cry." He whispers once more and rest his head on my stomach, then closes his eyes.
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