Psychotic Tendencies

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"You've gone down a dark path..."
Tick tick tick...
"We tried concealing multiple times which seemed to increase your anger.."
Tick tick tick..
"I'm worried about you-..you were such an outstanding student..You lash out at other students now.."
Tick tick..
Sitting in the principals office being lectured about how you've gone downhill now that your dad died due to your only and most trusted friend isn't very fun.
"You've even caused a student head trauma!"
Boy oh boy I'm sooo worried about them. I hope they're ok!
"Pfft!" I giggled a bit.
"Do you find something funny Ms.Bathory? Because I think that bashing a fellow classmate's head against the concrete isn't very funny!"
I burst out laughing and I could feel how uncomfortable the principal was.
"Uhm well that's the bell you better get going now.."
I jumped out of the chair and ran out of the doors before the crowd flooded them.
I stood in the courtyard with my hands in my pockets looking for a 'victim'.
I craved blood especially after the principal's lecture.
Marcus Carver seemed like the perfect victim.
I dug out my switch blade I slyly hid in my bra.
Marcus stood under a tree holding something kind of shiny.
He had someone pinned up against the tree and he was quietly whispering.
"Hey! Marcus!"
I flipped my switch blade as his eyes scanned me.
He dropped the kid who quickly scurried off.
I soon realized that Marcus was holding a razor.
"Hello Ted..."
My father's name...
Of course I'm a girl and he had to name me after himself...
I always thought he would know what I would become and that's why he named me Ted.
"Why don't you come a little closer?" I said making my way closer.
"You know I don't want to hurt your pretty face Teddy," he swooned.
I absolutely hated that nickname ever since my dad died.
Teddy..
Yet my heart fluttered(?) a bit when he said it...
I hated him more for it..
I lunged at him catching the bridge of his nose but missing the rest of him.
He touched his nose in shock but then just smiled.
"I'm really sorry I really don't wanna do this to your sweet face," He smirked gripping his razor until his knuckles turned white.
I got up as quick as I could getting ready for an attack.