.Chapter 20.

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Simons POV. //the next day//

I look around the empty halls, the bell for last lesson had gone ages ago, I'm guessing anyway, why can't I remember anything? What's happening? I look around, trying to find a clock. I find one and see it was the end of the lessons. End of the day in fact. Why am I still here?

"Hello Simon." She says and I quickly turn my head at her. "Shit." "What? D'you miss me?" She giggles, walking closer. I shake my head, how could I miss her? She controls my mind. "And yet I'm still keeping you away from the feeling of loneliness?" She asks me, her eyes slowly going to a deathly black. "No.. You hurt me." "You deserve the pain I cause you." She spits at me and I jump.

"Get away from me." I whisper, before heading out of the school, I could hear her footsteps creeping. Patting on the steel floor. I burst through the doors and ran down the path. I could hear her so close.

"Come back here, little Simon." She sings, making my whole body shiver before I saw my house, I ran faster, I tried getting away, like she was the demon in the dark hole as I try and run far away from her, reaching out for the light..

But never making it.

I ran inside my house and she went through the door. I ran all the way upstairs, I could still hear her. "SIMON." She screeches loudly, I run into my room and try to shut the door after me, but she had already sprung it open. "YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT! THINKING YOU COULD RUN AWAY FROM YOUR OWN IMAGINATION!" She screams as she approached me, her head twitching every so often, not looking real. Not human.

"Just stay away from me." I shout and grab something on my desk and throw it at her, realising it was a can of deodorant she instantly catches it. And throws it behind her. "Hmmm, I missed this beauty, have you?" She asks, before pulling out her large butchers knife. Staring at it, twiddling it imbetween her fingers like she could do anything with it, that she could do anything with it.

she kept flipping it, almost symbolising that the knife was my emotions, in a constant sake of simultaneous cycle that I can't reach out and stop, I can't cut off, can't cut off the emotions she causes me with that very knife that she cherishes.

"I could never miss that thing." "Your telling me your thighs don't?" "I only did that because you fucking made me." "If I made you do it, then why would I make you stop, because believe me I love it when you're in pain." She says, her eyes big as she smiles distortedly. I just look down. That's the only thing Po does know about, the cuts on my legs. That she made me do.

"I'm not afraid of you. Not anymore." I grit my teeth. She chuckles, before smashing her knife on my drawers. The knifes edge digging straight into the wood. Making me flinch. "You can not tell me that you didn't enjoy it Simon, I remember about all the times your stupid little rambles on how much you shouldn't do it, but you kept doing it, like the pathetic little waste you are." "Because you encouraged me too do it." I whisper.

She gave me the most evilest stare I've ever seen. "DONT, YOU EVER BLAME ME!" She screams and runs up too me, pushing me up against the wall, staring into my eyes, trying too trick me. "IM BLAMING YOU BECAUSE YOU DID IT!" I suddenly felt my whole body be launched too the floor and a pain at my cheek. I look up and see she had sent me too the floor, she laughed.

"Little fucking weakling.. THIS IS WHY DAD LEFT YOU!" She screams. I instantly flinched, memories of my dad flew back into my mind. Memories of when he left. "How do you know it was because of me?" "Because everything's your fault Simon." She says, grabbing each side of my jaw, making me look up at her.

"Everything's your fault. And you know it."
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I know it's short, but we finally found out more about Simon, if you guys enjoyed this chapter please comment! I have also released a SDMN texts book which is a lot more happier and stuff so don't be afraid too check it out! X

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