I Am Psycho

"Goodbye"

I walked inside the house holding on tightly to the cross. I look around and hear no one nor see anyone, "Do they even care?" I check my phone, nothing. I guess I should have known better to be friends with people who are forced to like you... I would say I hated my life, but I don't. I'd rather be myself than anything or anyone.

As I lock the door, someone knocks, scaring me. "Hey Trinity! It's Loui!" I stand at the door, my palm resting on the wood frame, letting my tears drop. He sighs, "I'm sorry, for being a jerk I thought that...you changed...it's weird..." I fall to my knees gently, throwing my head back to face the ceiling, holding myself. I hear Loui sliding himself down the door, his head thuds against the wood. I stay silent, wiping tears away from my face.

"You know, I can smell you...you're still here. I need you, I love you...and I know this is crazy. Ha... I feel attached to you, Trinity. Please, please open the door... I love you and I'm sorry for my actions and being dumb and mean and... just please love me back. I haven't seen you for some time....You know you can't avoid me. I need you." We sit in silence for sometime. I get up and walk into my room. "Trinity." He's standing in front of me. "Stop crying for me, love." I walk past him to my bed, slumping down, ignoring his pleads and how he just appeared. "I know you want some answers, and I'm trying to solve this in my head, so I can explain it to you..." Sadness evident in his voice. I pout, closing my eyes, letting my lips do their thing.

"I'm tired of being hurt so many times! And the lack of amusement is depriving me of life, the moment I feel at ease with someone, they're gone! I can't have that feeling of love! They all end up gone, like my so called friends! Using me for entertainment! Telling me they care! I forgive them for the wrong they did to me! But when it all comes down to me, hatred, avoiding, ignoring, like I never used to be...their friend. There was never such a thing called a friend! Cause in reality! They don't give a damn about you! Like you never existed! To just forget! Not even care that your gone! Do they even think about me anymore!? I didn't think so! Putting me in such depression, sitting alone for three years, no one to talk to, laugh with, hug!... And on top of all that, I can't tell my parents or else they'll worry, but they're dead..."

It felt good to get all that off my chest. He sits down next to me, resting his head on my shoulder, "That's why you're mine." The cross starts to glow, now on my neck, it starts to press itself in me, I feel myself lose conscious, I don't fight it, letting it consume me.
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I open my eyes, it's pitch black, scary. I try feeling around for my phone, but end up feeling ice cold skin, I freeze. Where am I, who is this... The cross now inside my chest starts to glow again, lighting up my surroundings. I'm in my room still, I hear this person breathing heavily, I look up and see Loui's silky face. I realize he has no shirt, making me cringe. I check to see if I have anything on, and thank God I did. My bed didn't have the white sheets on it like before. What happened... the moon light hits Loui's face when I pull the curtain above the bed, he opens his eyes. I notice how one of his eyes are lighter than the other, astonishing, everything about him, how could someone not fall for his looks. His breathing slows, "Well, I hope this means I'm forgiven." A small smile appears on his face, what does that mean!? He looks over at my dumbfounded face and chuckles. "Nothing serious, I promise." I calm down, and remove myself from the bed. He closes his eyes, "You smell nice." My face burns, but I still need answers and my phone. I leave the room, my cross lighting up the way, I spot my phone on the floor. No ones contacted me, I could tell by the lack of flashing green lights on it. I check the time, eleven twelve, too late to make a wish. I walk back inside to see Loui and my bed back to normal. "Two years can really change a person." He whispers at me, I don't know why I feel so normal about this, like I've seen it happen so many times. Maybe I'm just at that extent. "I'm still the same..." I kinda take that back, since I have changed, but it's not my fault. "Who is Lou?" I say rubbing the cross. Loui, still in bed, sits up to face me, "He has been sent to watch you, to keep you away from me, he is from the Mind. They want to take you, so they can, change you." Who is the Mind, why do they want me? Why does this keep happening to me? Wait, "Lou has been stalking me!? What the blast!" No wonder...but for two years! How didn't I know! My stubbornness probably got in the way of believing I had a stalker.