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Chapter 8 'It's an accident'

Allastair's POV

A week passed by, me and Theron hadn't talked since when he came to my house. Maybe I creeped him out? I don't really know.

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Me, Con and Avy were eating our lunch in the cafeteria. Surprisingly, Catherine hasn't made a scene since I scared her. When I told her that I killed a lot of people when I was 14, well, that's true as it can be. I just transformed that time so I have no control of my self, and when you're new, the taste of blood is like a drug to you.

"So, how's the project with Theron?" Avy asked out of the blue, "Fine, he isn't talking to me since tho" I said staring at my bowl of salad, I know, boring meal. "That sucks" I heard Connor said "Yeah.." I said not aware of what I'm saying "WAIT NOOO! it doesn't suck because I don't care about him!! CONNORRR!!!!!" He suddenly jump from his seat and ran, I ran after him. "MAY YOUR SOUL REST IN PEACE CON!!" We heard Avy shout from our table, My hand is nearly in his shoulder. I didn't notice a rock on our path and I tripped, fucking great. I got a hold of Con's shirt and pulled him down too, so, basically, we were laying on the floor him on top of me, I was laying on my stomach and his stomach on my back.

"You're heavy as fuck" I started "It's muscle dummy" he snapped at me, we were both playfully shouting at each other while laying on the floor. I saw a pair of shoes in front of me, I looked up and saw Theron. His eyes looks angry and jealous?? I suddenly got up making Connor fall "Dude, wtf" Connor said annoyed. Theron left and I felt something on my stomach, I can't be hungry, right?, I just ate.

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Aillard's POV

I was walking to the cafeteria, and also, to escape my psycho ex-girlfriend. I heard shouting as I walked, I followed the noise and saw Bloodmist on the ground with a boy on top of him, I felt something, I wasn't in the mood for laughing, I felt jealousy? I couldn't be feeling this. We're not dating, especially, I don't like him. Right?. When we accidentally slept together, that doesn't mean anything to me. But I couldn't get that moment out of my mind.

Before I could even show my anger, I walked off from them, from him.

I walked off to the arts room. I love arts, especially painting. I found them interesting, it could help me relax if I'm feeling down. I plugged my earphones to my ear and started painting some abstract. I usually paint something I like, but this time, I just want to relax.

I sang while I paint, other than painting, music also helps me to relax. Right now, I'm listening to my favorite playlist. I have many playlists, I gather all the songs by their theme. I usually listen to aesthetic songs, depressing songs, oh and mah favorite, BTS songs. But right now, I'm listening to 'If I Killed Someone For You' by yours truly, Alec Benjamin.

"Would you love me more, if I killed someone for you"

"Would you hold my hand, they're the same ones that I used.."

"When I killed someone for you."

An hour later in singing and painting, I finished my piece. Even my skills surprises me sometimes.

I took a quick gaze around the room to find it still empty until my gaze fell into a familiar hazel eyes outside the door. Our gazes met and he widened his eyes, quickly sitting down so I wouldn't see him anymore.

I opened the door and saw a boy sitting, his knees in his chest while his head low, protected by his arm barrier around him. "What are you doing?" I asked and he looked up. He looks like a lost puppy.