Inevitable

Prologue "Her...."

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"Corahn, pass me the syringe with the B labeled on it will ya?" She asked with a sort of dominant tone. Honestly I didn't want to fucking get up, but she asked so whatever. I handed her this long ass syringe that seemed like a sword to be honest. Even though shes a drag, I'll never get over that dazzle in her eyes when we're doing a project together. She's so focused, as if it's her escape from reality, ya know?

"Stop being gay, dude. Look at the wall and quit staring at me, ya fucker.". That low key offended me, like what the fuck I can't just look at your smile? Damn.

 "Hah, you're funny." was all I could reply with.

 Walking into the kitchen, I open the freezer and grab two Green Apple Jolly Rancher Sodas. Christy and I love this shit! That fuzzy feeling and exotic flavor with just the right amount of sour to match the sweetness. 

"Aww thank you, Bitch. Can you open it for me? My hands are kind of covered in Iodine, ya know."

 I popped open the top, tilted her head back and gently poured some into her mouth since she was unable to hold the bottle.

"Well aren't you the romantic type." She smiled. 

"Yea whatever, shut the fuck up and do your smart girl stuff." I wipe the soda from her chin, she smiles whilst I do this.

"Alright Christy. I'm out,  and already an hour late for class, and we both know Mrs. Range be on that bull-bull." I joke, waving goodbye. "Alrighty Lil Savage. Don't hurt nobody, now."

You might be wondering why Christy is not walking with me to class. She doesn't attend school anymore. She dropped out because she was too far behind for...rehab reasons. I'm proud of her. I just hate that I can't do anything for her...at least not yet.

My phone vibrated, and I thought it was a message, hopefully from Christy. However it was just that damn "battery critically low 5%" warning. 

With a bite of my finger I opened a small incision on my thumb. Pressing against the charging socket on my phone. I could feel the surge of electricity flowing through my skin. In a matter of seconds my phone's battery percentage had returned to 100%.

Oh yea..

Guess I forgot to mention my little secret, huh? 

We can save for another time, I don't want to ruin the fun.