Chrysalis (Jeff The Killer) DISCONTINUED

Chapter 21: Connections

Whatever happened to the time where I was actually content with my regular schedule? Hell if I know. One day, I'm enduring my days like I did on daily basis, the next, I'm  becoming more and more OCD-ish and paranoid of my surroundings, not to mention, my immunity system was starting to lack its usefulness by the minute. On that day, I decided not to go to school without bringing a bottle of painkillers and aspirin. Didn't care about how drugged I appeared to be, or how dark the bags beneath my eyes were, I needed it to keep my shit together.

Still, after that night, or rather, after that week, my headaches had increased and I constantly kept getting these annoying ringing in my ears, not to mention those bloody nose-bleedings that always came around when I was least expecting them. Worse that auntie flow. I probably took a couple of pills too much at a time, and that was probably what were causing them, but I didn't care. They contributed to making the pain disappear, if only for a little while, then it would return just as quickly and force me to swallow yet another bunch of painkillers.

I cast a glance out of the window, keeping my head rested on top of my arms and tried to ignore all the sounds around me. My head felt like it was being repeatedly slammed against a wall, and it had just been less than two hours since I last consumed any pills. The sky was light for once, if not a little cloudy, but nevertheless possessed a neutral weather which would neither be deemed bad or good. Something in-between, probably, though it did seem like it would snow or hail at some point during the day. Winter was already concealing town beneath a thick layer of snow and frost, so it wouldn't come as a surprise that it would continue.

"Miss Black, unless you wouldn't mind sharing with the class what you're thinking about, then I would suggest that you pay attention." The teacher called from the head of the class, earning me a few stares from my fellow peers.

Annoyed by his persistence, I cast him a menacing glare and said in a low tone. "Mind your own business."

Unamused but not unknowing of my remark, the teacher readjusted the glasses on the brink of his nose and sighed. "Would you care to go to the principal's office?"

".... no." I replied almost I audibly and sank down again into my arms, casting him one last glare before returning my focus to the window again. The entire class passed as usual, and after that, the clock rang out to lunch, but I didn't feel like eating anything. Appetite had not been with me for the past days, and I definitely did not with to stay in a room full of morons anymore. I was used to tolerating them before, but it just seemed as if they were becoming more and more pissy at the second, and I was in no need for that bullshit today.

Instead, grabbed my jacket and scarf, and I headed outside and found a spot to sit on next to the entrance doors. It was peaceful and quiet, solitary, and most of all, natural. As I sat there on the few stairs and ignored all the cold which surrounded me, I got to fully appreciate the silence which approached me like a friend. The wind blew gently, sending few strands of my hair in the same direction. I exhaled a fresh breath, and let it out in the form of blistering white, like dust in the wind.

"Didn't take you as the peaceful type of girl." A voice interrupted the silence, sending it running away into nothingness as the presence of someone else disturbed the sense of solitude I was briefly granted.

I sighed and cast him a nonchalant albeit irritated look as he leaned against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth, letting out a gray cloud of smoke from his lips.
"Don't you know that it's breaking regulations by smoking on campus?" I asked, though I sincerely couldn't care any less about what he did. Those were none of my business either way.

"Yeah, that's why I do it." He shrugged indifferently and exhaled the lit smoke again, just to let out another gray cloud. I covered my nose in an attempt to keep the disgusting smell away from my senses. "School can go fuck itself for all I care." This time, there was real hostility in his tone as he spoke, and that sparked my curiosity a bit.