Discharged? Finally? I asked myself. I couldn't believe it, it was like a dream come true. "Where can I see you again?" I asked Marzia.
"Pick me up from school? It's probably the easiest way." She said with her sweet sharp voice. I internally screamed. Her beautiful eyes locked on to mine. Her head reached, lips seeming to long wistfully for mine...
Then she pulled me into a hug. Everybody laughed at me, and I swear I heard them say "friend zoned" at least five times. Blushing hard, I tightly hugged her in return.
Oh, Felix, so good... I heard. I tried to blink back the memories. So tight. I'm almost there. I squeezed my eyes shut in a futile attempt to rid myself of the memories, to... be able to love.
You're my bitch now. Those bite marks, they're not going away. Don't you see what I've done to you, for you? Come on, let's make this fun. I'll give you till the count of five to run.
One.
I pushed Marzia away from me in fear. I turned my head towards the exit.
Two.
They noticed my state. PJ tried to restrain me, to contain my ferocity, but it didn't help. I tore for the exit.
Three.
I could've swore I heard Logan say something, but I also heard everybody shouting at me. I personally heard something, I can't say for sure, but it sounded like Dark.
Four.
The exit! At last! I turned the knob and let myself out, but a sight made me stop cold.
Five.
My mother's severed head lay on a stick, blood dripping on the red-stained grass beneath it. Her corpse dropped afterwards with a crunch on the dead grass. Everybody ran outside to be met with the same sight.
"The grass is finally being watered!" A voice screamed out. Sean froze.
Bewildered, he asked, "Anti?"
An insane laughter followed. "Of course! Dark doesn't have this courage!"
Sean ran out, to do what is still a mystery. A dagger went through his skull immediately. I let out a "manly" scream and ran back inside.
"What the hell was that?" Dan yelled.
"A dagger, you fuckin' idiot!" Tyler yelled back.
"Dude, we have to stay in here..." Phil said nervously.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm totally gonna just stay in here with a demon, a traumatized cutter, a suicidal teen, two gay dudes who are too much of pussies to man up and tell everybody that they're dating, a lesbian, two more gay dudes-"
Jake was cut off by PJ's annoyed "I'm pansexual. Plus, don't act like you're a good guy, just remember that you tried to kill us!"
"And don't forget," added Dark, "I am immortal. You can't kill me, but I can kill you. I know Anti better than you guys do, so I'm going to be the leader. Any objections?"
Nobody spoke. Dark looked up solemnly and said, "here's the plan; I'm going to go get a dear friend of mine, Willford Warfstache, and he is to kill Anti. I will help him. You will stay in here unless anybody has the inner strength to kill him. Then, come with me."
"Inner strength? Why not outer?" Pissbag-I mean Jake inquired.
"Anti is weak physically, but not mentally. He strategizes to outsmart his enemies. I think he takes Eisenhower's famous quote 'What counts is not necessarily the size of the dog in the fight-its the size of the fight in the dog' very seriously. And if he takes something seriously, then we will as well."
"I'll go." All eyes were on me. "I feel like I've been a burden to everybody in my life, and I love my mother. I remember the last time we talked, she said that the cost of my stay was the financial straw that broke her back. It shouldn't have been the last time we talked. I'm not letting this bastard get away with murder." Sporting my usual shit-eating grin, I said, "and Dark is creeping me out a little less."
"Well, get something to eat. We leave in three hours."I'M SORRY I KILLED HIM!!! You think that's bad, you should read what I'm planning on writing for later chapters! Please vote and comment! Stay safe!
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FanfictionMarzia never thought she would find love at all, let alone at a mental ward in a hospital. But all that crashes down when she meets Felix, a rebellious, strangely attractive smart-assed Swedish blonde. WARNING: SUICIDE, SELF HARM, ANOREXIA, MURDER...