The One || Chris Schistad

Chapter 24: Cry

TUESDAY 11:26AM

The Russ Bus was sitting in the same place as always, laughing as usually. With the company of Isak, Even and Jonas. It was only missing Vilde.

"Did she said anything?" Alicia asked, concerned.

"Just that something not cool happened." Chris shrugged.

"That's weird." Noora commented.

With one glance to her right, the brunette noticed Eva for the first time. She was looking down, not even paying attention to her boyfriend. Something was obviously off.

"Is everything ok, Eva?" She dared to ask.

"Yes." The girl smiled widely.

"Ok." And she let it go.

A couple minutes after, the whole school stopped. William's car stopped in the driveway, just like all the other times but this time it was different. Both Penetrators were injured, wounds covering their features.

"What happened?" Alicia's eyes widened.

"I – I don't know." Noora was just as surprised.

Chris and William walked by their table, only looking at them time enough for a quick painful wink. Of course Alicia knew they had several problems with the Yakuza group but she also thought they had solved that a while ago, aparently not.

1:15PM

Alicia was patiently waiting by the classroom's door. When it opened a lot of people she knew from the parties walked out, but when her green eyes found Chris' ones, she pull him with her to the next classroom.

"Hello to you too." He smiled right before kissing her.

When they parted, the brunette's hand went straight to his injured face. To the specific wound above his eyebrow, making him shift unconfortable with the pain.

"What happened?" She asked, innocently.

"Nothing." He shrugged.

"Chris."

"We just ran into some guys." Schistad gave her an answer.

"It's wrong." Alicia told him.

"What is?" He asked.

"Violence." She replied, "Violence is very wrong. That's the dream, you know, to erase violence from the world. The world is addicted to violence."

"Sometimes it's necessary, Alicia." Chris explained.

"Look at you," The brunette caressed his face, "you're addicted to it."

Chris' eyes light up with her words. He wanted to change just because he wanted to be good enough for her, he really wanted to but sometimes it took the best of him. She was right, violence was like a drug to him, but then again... so was she.

"How is it possible?" He wondered out loud.

"What?" Alicia was curious.

"To be addicted to something so bad as violence and" Chris had to take a deep breath, "at the same time to something so... good."

"You are really good at what you do." She chuckled, "You're a very good emotional manipulator, Chris Schistad."

"Am I?" He kissed her lips just to go back to look into her eyes.

"I'm just saying..." Alicia got back to the subject, "You're so much better than that."

The way she managed to see the good in all of his bad, it just made Chris feel worse. That was the thing about Alicia, she was capable of making him do crazy things but then make him regret it all in one single second.