Psycho Desires

#2: I scream darkness

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UNEDITED.

Today's a school day. The hallways are as usual filled with noise of students walking in all directions. A few minutes later, the calm finally settled in. This was my cue to slip my letter inside Steven's closet tranquilly.

Running late to class, the classroom fell into silence as I entered. All eyes were on me.

Including his. That was when I saw everything Red.

I started panicking ,and I couldn't eye him back for more than just a second.

A second is the longest our eyes held each other.

It's either him seeing through me so busy never letting miss Veronika Walter out of sight ,or me swiftly looking down and seeing it all red, as usual.

How could I ever look him in the eye after letting him down.

I promise you ,Eli. I won't let anything hurt you.

Not again. Not this time around.

"No matter how many times I warn you, you will never stop coming late, will you?" Sighed the teacher tired of my usual 10 minutes retardation.

Every morning, I had to wait till the hallways are immaculately clear, so I can safely send my daily letter to Steven.

I mumbled an apology that the teacher barely heard and headed directly to my seat.

Sitting at my favorite spot in the back, the teacher carried on the lesson and the babble filled the class once again.

It's good to have classes at least six days per week even though it is not something someone would enjoy, nonetheless, it keeps me busy not to think of my desires.

A voice from the table to my left cut me out of my world of thoughts.

"Hey, Eddie do you feel something? " Ryan called.

"Yeah man, I am hangry. Told you we should start having MacDonald's for breakfast," exclaimed Ed to my right 

"Not that, you idiot. It is something like darkness or death roaming around this area," he precised my seat with both his hands.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at Ryan's statement.

"Oh!" Perceived Ed. "I think we should add some colors to that area," he implied picking up his bag and getting something out of it.

I was trying with all my will to focus on whatever the teacher is explaining that I hardly noticed him when he did what he did.

Splash!

My whole black shirt was damped with pink painting. Even my right cheek is pink, now.

I froze for a minute still processing what just happened. Everyone turned back laughing while the childish boys sitting by my both sides were proudly celebrating their dirty plan.

I shoot them both a death glare and stormed out of class before I can loose the strength to contain my anger for any longer.

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    After cleaning myself in the bathroom, I climbed up my motorcycle and went straight to home.

It used to be my uncle's ,but he gave it to me. As he did with eveyrthing else in the appartement.