Fake Love - Kevin Khatchadourian (Ezra Miller)

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Passed out or dead. 10 bodies sprawled the floor. Most of them sat against the wall like raggedy ann dolls. With big eyes staring into no where. Seven of them bleed. Every single drop of their blood was now pooling on the glossy wooden floor. Two were dead on impact. And Soweto. I don't know.

It was 5:40 and Kevin had me in his arms. I cried. A few tears. Kevin didn't see, but he knew I wasn't feeling well. My head buried in the crook of his elbows. He hummed a tune I couldn't recognize. His fingers pulled on the knots in my hair. Flashes of their faces bursted into my mind.

Laura's head was hanging in front of her. Her eyes could no longer pierce into my soul. Did I even have one at this point?

"What are we going to do, Kevin?" I freaked still staying down. My head feel onto his lap as more tears streamed down my face. He shushed me. His soft lips seemed to stab my skin each time. They weren't soft anymore. They were chapped and raged. They were always like that.

I covered my ears with both my hands to fight of the sound of the dead corpses choking on their own blood. Kevin breathed steadily and placed his hands over mine too. He pushed them.

I could hear my heart beat. Weirdly, I could hear his too. I wasn't in the right state of mind. When was I ever to begin with, my personality has been so wired up lately.

I cried hearing my moms screaming. Her wrinkled hands trying to pry off her mentally ill child. Her pale skin became the color of flesh with my hits and her lips turning the color of the grape popsicle I had eaten that night.

I wanted to be at home with her. With my father playing his piano for us. as much as I had fallen heads over heels for Kevin, I wanted my mom to be the one to have her hand going in between each one of my hair strands. I wanted my head to be resting on her lap as she sang me to sleep.

The red Christmas lights from last year disappeared and were exchanged for red and blue ones. They projected on the white concrete walls. The lights blinked on our faces. All hands were off my ears and now full on sirens were crying out loud.

"Kevin, stop it. It hurts" I cried more grabbing onto him.

"It'll stop once we leave. Let's go, Irene" Kevin explained picking up his materials and grabbing my hand. He rushed down the same corridor we came from. There one of the doors began opening allowing us to hear other voices from outside. I ran faster and closed my eyes.

My foot tripped on something but I didn't want to see what it was. Or who it was. Kevin shoved me into one of the exits and reassured me. I opened my eyes and saw him close a set of heavy metal doors so now we were trapped in between two sets of doors. The small space was enough.

I calculated it. It was enough for Kevin to shoot once more. I didn't want to think about them anymore or how they each told him to stop. He kept shooting them no matter their requests. If I was to spend the rest of my life with him, that would be all I would see.

It was the end of the day. 6:55 pm was nearing. It was the end not just for them but for me and my mentality.

"Kevin, I can't" I sobbed squatting down onto the ground. My head dug into my arms as I sobbed more. "I can't anymore" I admitted to him. It was the end for Irene Lidian. I had tried to do well and now I can breath. I can breath normally. I have been able to see my past mistakes and I've come to terms that it won't stay with me forever.

"Just kill me" I stood walking up to Kevin who seemed shocked at first but was over it fast. He was already suspecting it. It was his plan all along. He didn't need me. He just wanted to use me for his entertainment.

I grab his bow and the last red and gold arrow in the pouch. I push the two things into his chest and pray for him to grab them. Kevin holds onto them but does nothing.

"Kevin!" I cried. Men entered the gym shouting out that the swat team had arrived. Outside the blurry window doors I could see a crowd forming. A crowd that was here only for Kevin.

"Shoot me, if you really care about me. Shoot. Me" I clenched my teeth. No more sobs escaped from me, only small peeps. He shook his head in anger.

"NO. No, I can't".

"Baby, listen" I cried bringing him closer "Only one of us is going to make it out of here" I grimaced feeling the tip of the arrow puncture my rib cage lightly. Kevin dropped the arrow fast and looked straight into my eyes.

It must've been the light coming from the outside because his eyes looked watery. He didn't mean shit. yet, I still had this feeling of love for him.

I grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him softly. He didn't respond, too caught up in his feelings. Kevin kissed back gently and held onto me for dear life. He licked the tears that's entered his mouth. The kiss ended with me hugging him one last time.

"Now, Kevin" I shivered hearing the cops demand for us to come out of hiding. I stepped back and to the side. I smiled at him and saw him pick up the arrow and bow.

"Right here" I pointed in between my eyes. He looked furious. His jaw was more defined as he tightened it. This was it. Finally. I inhaled and exhaled.

The arrow swung past his shoulder. His hand shook trapping the tip in between his fingers.

"It's okay. I love you too" I whispered. His lips moved up and down. I closed my eyes and imagined my mothers eyes. I would be waiting for her.

Shsh-thunk

It wasn't right.

I wasn't dead. Not yet. I opened my eyes and looked down to see the arrow plunged into my abdomen. I cried seeing Kevin fall on his knees. With the last of my strength I limped to him.

My body slammed against the cold floor. The arrow stood up straight, victorious.

"Why are you s-sad" I tried saying only to choke out blood. I panted and fell onto the floor.

"I don't know" Kevin replied placing a hand over my eyes. I closed them and felt nothing anymore. I could still hear my voice fading. That was it.