When Insanity Strikes

Chapter 10.

(This happened while Addy was sleeping.)

 Kayden's pov

When I woke up, I regretted it. I instantly sat up, causing my head to buzz. Bad idea..My head dropped and I looked at addy. We both needed the rest, no matter how long it was. And it was good to have a day to hang out with her.

I groaned. Everything hurts. I rubbed my eyes, getting rid of the sleepiness. I used simple magic to pick addy up carefully. I stood, everything swaying before me and i stumbled off the stage and out the door, struggling to stay upright. My body ached all over so it was difficult. I walked back to the warehouse, avoiding everyone's stares.

When I made it to our room, I put addy down on my bed as I fixed hers. Her cat scratched up the blankets so I merely took extras from my bed and put them on hers, tossing her old ones to the side. Maybe I can fix them.

I moved her to her bed and took off my choker that held the scythe illusion. I already had hooks on the wall so I count mount it up. I might as well let everyone see it. It took forever to finish so I feel as though it should be shown off.

I heard something behind me. I know that it wasn't addy. My head hurt and I didn't feel like dealing with others. Without turning around, I ask, "I broke a nail this morning. See?" I held out one finger. Only one.

I still don't know who it was , but they chuckled at my pitiful threat.

I squinted, unable to see in front of me. I used too much energy yesterday..I shook my head, clearing it. Someone

Brushed my shoulder lightly. It was freezing cold. I jumped, turning around.

I stared at a hazy image of me. She smiled, flashing me my own famous smirk. Her eyes were dark, deep holes.

"So. You really think she cares about you," my echo said, glancing at the sleeping addy. Seeing my pained expression, she laughs. "You really think she does. You know how your past friendships ended." She was right..I had a tight bond with a lot of people but now we don't even acknowledge each other.

"Yeah...but she's different.."

"You said that last time. Maybe you should stop trying. Learn from your mistakes." My echo looked at me with a bittersweet smile. "Trust me."

"You said that last time. She does care about me." I could feel my blood start to boil and angry tears welling up in my eyes. "You are wrong."

"You say that now but you'll come running back to me.." she trailed off, getting close to me. "In the end, it really won't matter." She grabbed my face in her hands and kissed me. Negative thoughts and emotions surged through me. "Enjoy. Because I know I will." She turned, vanishing in a film of smoke. My hands started shaking. You aren't worth it. Go back to where you came from. No one cares anymore. Everyone hates you. Go back to sulking on the streets. Words buzz in my brain, making me want to scream. Her words. She did this. It isn't true. None of it is true. I try to run from it all but it's in my head. No escape. Except for one. No one is in the hallways so I'm lucky. For now. I found a door that I've loved dearly. It was the door to a music studio. It was soundproof. I scrambled in, slamming the door behind me. I love this place so much.. I hummed as I flipped switches and pushed buttons. The door opened again and Vincent stalked in silently.

"Still slamming doors are we~?" He leaned against the doorframe, an eyebrow raised.

I sigh. "Why does it matter to you?"

"I was just curious~"

"If you really wanted to know, I'm an emotional wreck that can't handle anything," I said, annoyance and frustration clear in my voice. He walks in fully and closes the door softly. "I don't see why I'm expected to stay perfectly sane in this apocalyptic hell," I mumbled. I sat down, leaning my elbows against the arms. I pushed away from the counter with my foot and i nearly ran into Vincent, who caught the back of the chair, spun it around and sent it back where I came from. This repeated a few times before I finally got up, getting dizzy. I looked at Vincent, who instantly met my gaze. "Why did you come in here?" I put a hand on my hip, tilting my head a bit.