Skinny Love

Chapter 20: Nope

Avi's P.O.V

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I ran and ran until my legs were numb. I felt my tears streaking down my face. I didn't want to love him. I didn't want to like him in that way. It was much more complicated than that. He could and would never be able to love me. I would never and could never love him. I don't deserve him.

You must be amazingly confused. It's okay to be confused. I'm confused too. Let me just start with one thing.

I have two hearts.

Count them. One, two. They beat at the same rhythm as any other heart would. They serve for the same functions as yours do, they're just more efficient. You must be thinking, what the hell? Haha not even I know what the hell is wrong with me. I'm not normal.

So sci-fi-ish, I know. I used to know why but then my mum gave me this Fob watch and told me never to open it unless there was an enormous amount of danger. I thought she was being silly but I'll never know because she disappeared shortly after.

I've always thought its my fault. It's my fault my dad left us. It's my fault for being me. I destroy everything I want to love. Everything that loves me is destroyed. Everything that hates me will in fact destroy me in the end.

As I said once before everyone near me is a drizzle, but I will forever be a hurricane. Everyone knows you have to get rid of a hurricane to get a rainbow.

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"What's this?" Blonde Bitch number 1 asked picking through my purse. She pulled out my sketchbook.

"Please don't touch that!" I said. I couldn't move because Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee had me pinned to a wall, two knives at my sides.

"Oh. Why should I listen to a suicidal slutbag orphan?" She said looking at me malevolently. I took a sharp breath. I urged myself not to listen but it was getting harder as I looked at all of my items on the floor. My book, my phone, my Chapstick, my wallet, a gum wrapper swan.

Blonde Bitch opened up my sketchbook and started to rip the pages out.

"What the hell is this? A stupid blue box? A blue box that flys through time and space?! What a crazy bitch!" She said ripping through more pages.

"Who is that supposed to be? She's just as ugly as you are, that's for fucking sure. Oh! I know! It's your dead mum, isn't it? No wonder your dad left her. She was ugly as shit!" She said cackling like witch. I couldn't handle it. I bit Tweedle Dum and she loosened her grip. I then proceeded to kicking Tweedle Dee in the vagina because hey, why not? Blonde Bitch number 1 dug through my purse and found my secret compartment. The only thing I keep in there is my...

"Aha! Nice Swiss-army knife slut face!" She said. She was poised to throw when I opened my mouth.

"Aha is that the only thing you can call me? Because, I can think of so many more creative things like fuck weasel, lightning bitch, thunder cunt, etcetera. And you shouldn't be talking because you look like a crayon just raped your face." Her face flushed red. She threw it at me.

It seemed to be going so slow but I couldn't move my feet or my hands. Then I felt something lodge in my shoulder. The pain didn't register at first. I was just in shock. Why did this white ass blonde bitch hate me so much? I don't even know her goddamn name!

Oh, would you look at that I'm on the floor.

"That'll teach you to open your mouth." I heard her say. I couldn't hear her very well over Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum's pointed heels jabbing my sides and ribs. Every kick is underestimated, but that doesn't make them hurt any less.

Blonde Bitch number 1 proceeded to pulling out the Swiss Army knife out of my shoulder and started carving designs in my collar bone.

"Aha you're so fat I almost couldn't find it." She said laughing. I would laugh too, but I was watching the blood trail down my arm.

That's all I remember. I think I'm dying. I felt her stabbing me in random places but I don't know. Maybe I'm finally dead. Maybe everyone is free at last. They will live to see the rainbow and I'll die to see my mum.