Thirsty for blood

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Still Kellin's POV

This was the beginning of the downfall for the day.My worst lessons had been placed altogether in 3 hours of hell.History started the hell.I managed to escape music early to walk vic to his next lesson."so what have you got next" I said shuffling my feat through the abandoned corridor."History"Vic happily replied.For a moment my eyes lit up until I saw his timetable."What's the matter dude?",Vic must have recognised the sudden sorrow appear on my face.He is surprisingly good at reading my emotions."Your in the room next door to me"I practically spat out.Vic just sighed at the news.People were starting to arrive now."Well I'll see you at lunch and sit with your friends if that's ok."He must of took my silence as a yes because he just skipped into his lesson and left me to face the torture alone.
All the students were taking their seats now and I knew Justin and his gang would arrive late.This last thing I want to do is be alone with them again.I pulled the door open with the only will I had left.Not surprisingly the history teacher just gawped at my face for what felt like hours before telling me to sit in my usual abandoned corner.As I opened my bag to takeout my usual notebook titled"song writing ideas" I saw the silver tin flash a smile in my direction.Sometimes I'll stare  at it for hours  wondering what masterpiece I could create with the blades in the heart of it.I couldn't  take this pointless lesson any more.Without any warning I just stood up and swiftly left the room with the tin.

Vic's POV

I didn't realise how boring it was without kellin around in this school.I didn't see the point of history, it's over we can move on.We were only minuets into the lesson before I noticed a vampire rush past our door.It must have been Kellin, he's the only person controversial enough to dress up like a vampire in school.He was also the only person hot enough to pull it off.Before I could even hesitate I found myself walking out the room and following him.I had no idea where he was going but I walked behind him making sure he didn't notice me.I had found that if you don't announce your presence you will find out more about a person.He had a silver tin in his hand.Suspicious.He swiftly turned into what must be the bathroom.I wasn't sure wether to go in or not because I would  look like a stalker and kellin seems like my best shot at making a friend here.I suddenly realised that I'd been so concentrated on following him that I couldn't remember how to get back to class.I guess I've got to stay now and ask him.

*Triggering*

Kellin's POV
The tears had already started to flow down my face before I even made it into the bathroom.The walls turned black as I locked myself into a cubicle.No one could find out about my addiction(not that anyone would care.)I've been unwanted my whole life.I raised the lid to reveal a whole selection of blades.I could see my tears roll of my face and onto them.My hand drew me to a intricate but sharp razor blade I'd dismantled from my dads razor.The metal felt so homely in my sweaty palms like this was my only purpose in this worthless life.I dug the blade into my pale wrist as my velvet blood trickled out of me.I was wailing at this point,My life has always been useless and this was the only way to ease the mental pain.My bloody hand gravitated to the sharpest blade in the pack.My brain was yelling me to stop but my heart willed me on.Without thinking I sliced deep into my skin.I howled in pain as the blood oozed out at an alarmingly quick rate.
"Kellin?"
(Silence)
"Kellin are you ok!"
I'd know that smooth voice anywhere.Vic.

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