Okay, I think I may be in love with evil itself.
It's messed up, I know...but ever since I found him lying on my bed, Adrien has turned my world upside down. For better or for worse? Well, I don't know yet. All I see is that I am falling deeper and...
I ran all the way home and burst through the door, making sure that I shut the door and locked every possible lock that was on it.
There was a serial killer in my house and perverts in the supermarkets. This was absolute hell!
Okay, breathe...how will I make my life easier?
I stormed up the stairs and into my room.
"Get out!"I hissed.
Adrien was reading more of my manga. He looked up from it and gave me a quizzical look, as if I were the crazy one here.
"Erm, noooo..."he trailed off, placing the manga on my bedside table.
"I can't deal with this anymore! I can't, I can't, can't, can't, can't!"I slowly fell to my knees. I felt myself cry, my head hung below my shoulders.
"Can you have your mental breakdown in another room? I'm trying to read, thanks."he replied in a fake, polite tone.
"You were right, some people do deserve to die."I sniffed. Gonna regret that later.
"Did something happen? I know that you left the house."Adrien walked over to me. His voice sounded smug.
"I'd rather not talk about it."
"Have you been smoking pot?"he sniggered.
"Excuse me?"I sniffed.
"Oh, you were around people who smoke, I'm sorry to say, that weed is cheap. I've murdered people who sold Ghost Train and Velvet Haze. At least those people had some sort of life. That guy is a sad little stoner."
"He touched me."
"He touched you, did he? How did that happen?"
"I really don't want to say..."he pulled out his knife,"o-okay! I'll tell you everything!"I should've got rid of that thing!
"This guy j-just approached me a-a-and...and---"
He hummed, his eyes gently closing before opening them and standing up.
Approaching me, as slowly as a lion stalks his pray, a long grin crept across his face.
"That face is really arousing, you know? It's something about those huge round eyes. They look like they could burst any minute."he stroked my cheek with his thumb. I didn't know I was crying until he wiped a tear away. Snivelling, I turned my head away. This was all becoming too much for me. "It's not fair!"he moaned into my ear. "That guy's ruined all my fun. I'm gonna kill him, you know?"
Giving him a look of pure horror, I pushed him away and fell to the floor as a consequence. I felt an ache in my tailbone.
"What's the matter? Just realised something?"he was mocking me...was this a game to him? Yes, perverts should pay the consequences, but killing them was on a whole other level!
"Stop it!"
"Stop it? Stop what?"he turned his head to the side a little. "I'm not doing anything."
"Just...leave me alone."I choked, blinking tears out of my eyes. When my vision sharpened, I could see he wasn't happy. In a flash, his jacket was on and the window was wide open and with one swift movement, he leapt out of my window. I felt a pang in my chest and couldn't quite explain why. This boy was nothing but trouble for me. Not one nicety passed his lips when he was in my room. But yet, it hurt to see him leave like that. I felt bad for doing it.
It was for the best, I told myself.
My heart didn't agree.
The negative thoughts of his leave remained adamant in my mind all afternoon.
One day passed.
One week passed.
Two weeks passed and there was no sign of him. The news didn't report any murders, which was surprising. Things were beginning to get back to normal.
Breakfast with my sister was the normal thing to do when going to school. I had shredded wheat and she had some sort of discount Lucky Charms (which she proceeded to pick the marshmallows out of).
"We're running low on cereal, sis. Can you go to the supermarket after school?"
My heart sank.
"Yeah, sure." I needed to get over that. I didn't tell my family about it because they'd freak out. She clapped her hands.
"Awesome! Let's go to that ol' hellhole then!"
I dreaded the supermarket trip but knew it had to be done. Spending my whole life in shame over one instance wasn't going to get me very far in life. I pushed back the alarms in my mind.
What if the pervert was there?!
No, he wouldn't be. And if he were in the supermarket, nothing would happen.
I practically speed-walked to the supermarket as soon as the bell rang. At least I could use the rain as an excuse. It started as a light mist and then turned into a downpour. This sudden rain was surprising; the forecast didn't predict it nor did the school. It was completely out of the blue.
I entered the shop, retrieved the cereal and quickly meandered over to a cashier because self service checkouts are rubbish. By chance, it was the same manager again.
"It's you again! Small world, huh?"
"Y-Yeah."I weakly responded. The cashier noticed this and put the cereal in a zip up bag.
"Remember, sweetie: men can't change, they can only pretend to. You can have that for free, take care now."
"Bye."I said flatly, before continuing my journey home in the rain. What did she mean? The inside of my blazer was beginning to itch as it stuck to me like a second skin.
By the time I arrived at home, I was a shivering wreck. I skulked into my room with a towel and took off my wet clothes, leaving them as a heap on the floor. When I was drier, I put on my PJs and put my generic music player on shuffle. I looked at my clock: 20:37...I didn't know it was that late. I sighed and turned the volume up. It was hours later when I was interrupted.
Adrien tumbled through my window, landing with a thud on my floor. His hair was pulled back, so for the first time ever, I could see his eyes. He was crying, his hands covering his mouth. Then, he spoke, his voice coming out as half way in between a sob and a whimper.
"I've fucked up...big time."
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Apologies to all the pre-pubescent kids reading me curse. I'll censor it if enough people say so.
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I feel terrible, Nothing but death and despair, I will not leave yet.
