Mad Hatter

I'll Stay

A/N: Ayee! I'm alive!! I intended to update a little sooner but I went on some tiny vacations, sorry guys </3 Also, do you like the new book cover??

Next morning I woke up to Pretty Boy's beautiful face illuminated by the warm light of the morning sun. He was truly a beauty, long, dark hair that I love to touch and sink my fingers in, his small, adorable, round nose, those rosy, soft, and oh so kissable lips I wish to take as mine and his cute lil' tummy. I could just stare at his body for hours and hours and hours and hours everyday.

Pretty Boy is honestly the best thing that has ever happened to me, for once in my life I feel actual happiness. A feeling that used to be unknown to me until that one day when he first spoke to me when I was sitting alone on a bench like always. And oh don't even let me get started with his voice, so deep and tempting. It makes my heart go boom every time he opens his mouth. And not only the way his voice sounds but the way he speaks and tangles words with each other in such a graceful way it just melts my heart.

I love everything he does, when he calls me fucking dumb for the stupid shit I do. Not like that though, Pretty Boy is too gentle with me.

So gentle.

I just want to live on his conforming embrace forever. To lay on his warm hands and die resting on his lap. I just want to stay. Forever.

I don't know what I would do if he left me. I just can't, and I cant I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't Ican'tIcan'tIcan'tIcan'tIcan't Ican'tIcan'tIcan't–

I can't.

I have to do something about The Unsatisfied Bitch. Now.

—~•~—

After leaving the warmth of Pretty Boy's body and going to class, I wrote a note to Pinky (Or The Unsatisfied Bitch) saying to meet me at the roof of the College building after this class. It was anonymous. I don't care about what he says, I know I can do this without killing her. I'm just gonna talk to her and she'll leave. She'll leave and I'll stay. She'll leave, I'll stay, and everything will be alright.

I quietly put the note on her backpack and wait until the bell rings, but every minute that passes makes the wait more and more heavy. I start to shake as I hear knocks on the classroom door that I know that are not there. Lights turn too bright and colors almost seem to vanish. The sweat going down on my face drops on the table with the sound of a loud church bell and the screams and shouts that used to be just a whisper are now yelling on my ears.

I just want this to end.

To go home.

To go to Pretty Boy.

Just when I felt like screaming and crying, the bell finally rings and I run to the bathroom. I splash some cold water in my face and take deep breaths like Pretty Boy told me. Everything is going to pass by.

With stuttering kneecaps I make my way to the College building rooftop, thinking if this is really a good idea. What if she doesn't leave? What if she stays and I leave? What if she stays, I leave, and Pretty Boy hates me forever?

No.

I can't let that happen.

And that's why I'm doing this.

I reach the rooftop and she's already there, giving her back to me as she looks into the distance, almost lost in thought. I silently walk right behind her and when I was just about to gently tap her tan shoulder I hear it. I hear it ringing in my hears.

Push her

PUSH HER

Don't

He'll be yours only

ALONE

Push her

I don't want to do it.

She'll stay if you don't push her

Stay, stay, stay

STAY

She'll take your place

YOURS

Alone, alone. ALONE

She'll stay if you don't push her

I know I can make her leave without doing this.

Pretty Boy will leave

LEAVE

HE'LL LEAVE YOU ALONE

Alone

Alone

ALONE

Pretty Boy will be yours

PUSH HER

Push her

Pretty Boy will leave

No.

You'll stay and they'll leave together, do it

DO IT

Alone

Alone

ALONE

You'll stay

DON'T

Don't

You'll stay and they'll leave together, do it

I don't want to.

Push her

YOU DO

He'll be yours

Pretty Boy

PRETTY

Boy, boy

BOY

Push her

I really don't.

Push her

Push

PUSH HER

Murder her

He'll be yours

YOURS

Push her

I can't do this.

Push her

And so I push her.