Choices

My Past

Cry's Pov

"Shit!" And She left the stream.

"Sorry guys I'm gunna go too... later." I cut from the stream and sat back in my chair. God what the fuck happened!?

Ro's Pov

I sat in my chair, my  knees tucked up beneath my chin, my face was flushed bright red. Cry liked me! After all this time... back when I didn't really have a channel I watched his videos... to forget to get away. Cry was my safe haven though he never knew it. His voice every day was what kept me from falling back into my past when Marzia died. Did he really like me?

Of course not! What would make you think your "hero" would suddenly like you. HAH, a foolish thought indeed. No one would like a killer like you.

Stop! Cheshire, it wasn't my fault!

Stop lying to yourself. It was your fault. If you weren't so stupid and useless they would have died.

Stop. I couldn't have know.

You know it's true. It's your fault. Knowing you, you'll end up killing him too.

STOP IT! PLEASE GOD NO!

HAHAH, Do the world a favor Ro. And kill yourself.

A tear rolled down my cheek as I slowly got up and walk to who knows where. I opened the front door and walked out. I thought I heard Mia say something but it all sounded like muffled noises. Cheshire was right, I had killed them... I had killed my parents.

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We all sat silently as my father continued to drive.

"Where are we going?" I hated not knowing things, this was killing me. I mean what do you expect? I was only 13 or course. Well technically 12 until tonight. I was turning 13 tonight. But I needed to know where we were going.

"Come on tell me!" My Mom and Dad turned to look at me,  they both smiled at each other then at me. Mia suddenly statred to scream, my parents looked back at the road but it was too late.

I heard screaming mixed with the screach of car tires, then heard a smashing as I was flung abck into my seat and everything went black.

I woke in a bed with the sound of a monitor beside me. My eyes opened and saw a nurse standing by my bed.

"Where is my family?" My voice was rough as if I hadn't talking in 30 years. The nurse smiled sypathetically, i saw a hint of sadness. Worry instantly surged through my own.

"I'm sorry... your parents... they died in the crash. I'm so sorry. But your sister is fine." She smiled sadly and walked out of the room. A single tear ran down my cheek. I killed my parents. My mind blanked and I sat in a deathly silence. Deathly. Death. I should have died. I wish it was me and not them. I wish I had died. I wish I was dead.

Then kill yourself.

Who are you?

I have no name.

Why?

I am the part of you that was pushed so far into your subconcious it created a new identity. Me.

What part?

A chreepy smile, much like the Cheshire cat in alice in wonderland flashed through my mind. A sickening smile.

The bloodthirsty, murderous, unfeeling, vengeful, jealous, and downright evil side of you. A side to you that you would never think of embracing. So I'm here to force it on you. To make you show your demonic side. The side that is glad that our parents are dead.

The sickly Cheshire smile flashed through my head. 

I have a name for you. You shall be called The Cheshire Cat.

Hahahah, now that you have named me there is no going back. I'll be with you for the rest of our life. The only way to get rid of me is to die. So, go and die. I hate you. No one will live you.

Thats fine I don't want to be loved. I don't deserve to be. I guess theres no point in living anymore.

I eased up out of the hospital bed and ripped out the tubes connecting to me and walked over to the window. A sick smile crept to my face as i opened the window and stepped up on the ledge. I stepped out and jumped. The wind whipped at my face. I heard screaming and opened my eyes.

Damnit.

Branches whipped my body as I fell through the tree. I felt cuts opening and bones breaking as I fell. A heard other screams and shouts. I fell out of the last few branches and again plmetted toward the ground. I closed my eyes and hoped for the worst. I hoped I would die. I hit the ground, I was in so much pain. I wasn't dead. Why?

"Hey, are you okay. Open your eyes please. Friend?" I slowly opened my eyes to see a boy about my age with dark brown hair and peircing blue eyes.

"Why would you do something like that!? You could have died!" My eyes darted to my sister runnung over to me. I sighed.

"The point of jumping was to die." I slowly moved my gazed back on to him. He looked utterly shock as to why someone would even think of dying.

"What!? W-why would you wanna die!?" Before I could say anymore paremedics picked my up and dragged my away.  I held my gaze with the mysterious boy until a nurse blocked my view of him. I started to see spots when I realized how much pain I was in. Then it went black.

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