Two Parts Of Me

Ch.42

Lloyd POV

~Next Day~

I did the same thing all over again except today was Jays day to watch me. I got up and went to that Therapy/Counselling thingy again, I have to go everyday until I get fully better. They said that if I tried anything to hurt myself, or anyone else I'm going to get put into a Mental Hospital and I don't want that.

After all that I went home again. Today was just so plain. I wasn't allowed to go on missions anymore due to me brutally murdering someone last time.

"Hey, uh, Lloyd, I'm gonna go on patrol with the others so don't do anything.. Bad." Jay said poking his head in my room. He was nervous to talk to me, it was very seeable.

".. Alright, see you later." I said as I layed down on my bed. I heard my door close and footsteps going down stairs. I closed my eyes and sighed.

"... Hey." I heard the voice of the person I hate most.

"Oh my god. What the hell do you want?" I said opening my eyes to see Morro hovering over me.

"Oh, nothing I just want to bother you." He said with a smug look. I rolled my eyes and closed them again. I was to tired to deal with this.

"Soooo... Wanna go on a killing spree?"

"Fuck no!!" I yelled shooting up from my bed.

"Why not? I remember specifically, you absolutely loved it." He said with a smirk. I stood up from my bed.

"No. Last time I ever did that, I got in deep shit trouble." I said with venom in my voice as I glared at him.

"...Fine. Your so Boring." He said as he crossed his arms and leaned back. I leaned against my headboard as I brang My knees to my chest.

"......You good?" I heard Morro ask. Why the sudden change in attitude? You know what I don't even care anymore.

".. Yea I'm totally fine, it's totally like my life isn't up in flames." I said as I glared at him again. I made eye contact with him and to be honest, I saw some kind of... Guilt in them. I shook my head. There's no way this asshole feels guilty.

".. You don't have to be so rude about it. I was just asking if you were ok." He mumbled crossing his arms again.

I rolled my eyes before getting out of my bed and started heading downstairs. Once I got down there I noticed that the kitchen window was open. I made a confused face as I approached it.

Suddenly I felt a hand grab my mouth and the other covering my eyes. Out of instinct I grabbed onto their arms and started pulling at them and attempting to scream.
I felt rage course through my veins as I managed to flip whoever it was over my shoulder and onto the ground. I got on top of them and started punching the living shit out of them. I couldn't control myself, I wanted to stop but I couldn't.

Eventually, after a bloody mess, I stopped. I was breathing heavily, it's been awhile since I last fought someone, at least I still got it. I yanked off the mask they were wearing and saw that it was a girl with long white hair and red paint around her eyes. She had blood all over her face.
I got off her and stood up. My eyes were wide.

    "What the hell am I gonna say!?"

A/N hi! Sorry about the slow updates! I've been very busy with school and all that stuff and also, Writers block is a bitch. Sooo yea, if  anyone has any ideas for next chapter pls let me know in the comments!!