𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒, 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒

~Anette behest whenever~

I sat on the couch, those three words ringing through my head, over and over again.

Anette behest whenever

I couldn't shake the image of the boy in the mirror... me in the mirror. Why was he bleeding so much? Twenty five cuts... why?

"Cooper? You okay sweetie?" Mom asked, my head whipped up to look at her. She had a fearful look on his face, I turned my head, everyone was looking at me. "Why is everyone looking at me?"

Damian pointed to my hands, I looked down and they were shaking violently. I held them to my chest, they just kept shaking. I stood up quickly, making my way upstairs. I closed my door, pulling off my shirt and pants, leaving me in my boxers as I looked at my arms and thighs.

Even though nothing was on them, I felt paranoid as though I would just start bleeding... like that boy. I looked at my hands, still shaking violently as I pulled them to my chest. What's happening to me?

I grabbed out a cigarette, placing it in my lips before stumbling onto the balcony. With my still shaky hands, I lifted the lighter, igniting the cigarette.

I took a long puff, feeling the cigarette calm me slightly. My hands were still shaking, but not as much as they were. A knock on my door caused me to turn. "Who is it?" I asked shakily, I waited for a response. "It's Damian... a-and Blake..."

"Fuck." I muttered, I threw the cigarette away before going back into my room. I pulled a long sleeve shirt over my head, spraying myself with deodorant. "Come in!" I said, moving over to my bed.

The bedroom door opened, Damian and Blake walked in. They carefully shut the door before sitting beside me in the bed. "Cooper... what happened?"

"What happened? N-Nothing- nothing happened. I'm fine. Is it hot in here? I feel hot." I said, standing up and walking around the room. "Cooper, don't avoid the question! What is wrong?"

"Nothing! Nothing is wrong, I'm perfectly fine... I need a smoke." I muttered, finding the cigarette packet. I shakily placed one between my lips, lighting it before taking a deep breath.

"Cooper why are you smoking?!" Blake asked, I just shook him off as I grabbed a piece of paper, I wrote down those three words.

Anette behest whenever

"I could really do with the Winchester brothers right about now." I muttered, taking another puff of the cigarette. "What? What does this have to do with Supernatural?" Damian asked, "I've been having these-" I cut myself short, Sam's voice ringing through my ears.

This will be our little secret, Cooper. Our precious, delicate, beautiful secret... won't it?

"I uh... I just haven't been sleeping a lot. That's all, I promise. I just... I need to sleep." I said, Blake nodded his head before going to leave. "Please don't tell mom about the cigarettes..." I said, Blake looked back at me. "Fine... only if I get some of your chocolate strawberries."

"Of course." I said with a smile, Blake smiled before leaving. "I'll just tell Grace you haven't slept in a few days."

"Thanks Blake." With that Blake left, leaving Damian and I. "Cooper what is going on? You aren't usually like this... even when they are around..."

"It's fine, really, I'm just really tired. I promise." Damian let out a sigh before standing up. "Get some rest, I'll see you tomorrow." Damian said as he left, leaving me in my room. I finished off the smoke before throwing it away and climbing into bed.

I don't know how long I had been sleeping for until I felt something pull my blankets off of me. I tried to pull the blankets back up, but instead, I felt something wet touch my leg.

I sat up straight, pulling my legs to my chest as I looked at the bloody boy in front of me. He was bleeding from all twenty five cuts, from his eye sockets, nose, ears and mouth. He was as white as milk, almost see through.

"W-Who are you?" I asked, he looked at me confused. He turned around, making his way over to the window. He dipped his finger in his blood before writing in the window.

Anette behest whenever

"W-What does that mean? A-Anette? Is that a name?" I asked, he looked back at me, moving his mouth as though he was going to speak.

"Anette behest whenever." He said, I just shook my head. "What does that mean? Who is Anette? Behest? What does it mean?" I asked, standing up and walking over to him.

He turned around to face me, his eyes-less eyes blinking. All there really was there was two black holes, yet tears of blood still fell. "Anette behest whenever." He said again. I just stood there, wondering what was going on.

"Anette behest whenever." He repeated, taking a few steps towards me. I felt anxiety bubble inside me as I took a step back from the bloody boy.

He kept taking steps towards me, his hands twitching at his side. I took steps back, but eventually my back hit the wall.

"P-Please... leave m-me alone... I don't w-w-want any trouble!" I stuttered out, my fear beginning to get the best of me. He kept walking towards me, his hands latching onto my shoulders.

"ANETTE BEHEST WHENEVER!!" He shouted, shaking me back and forth. My eyes widened as I stopped breathing, staring at him with utter fear.

"Awe... is little boy trying to tell you something Cooper?" Sam asked, walking out of the shadows towards us. The boy started to ball his... eye sockets... out as he backed away from Sam. He fell into the corner, hugging his legs close to him as he cried, shaking his head as he looked at Sam, staring at him with fear.

"W-What do you want Sam?" I asked, causing Sam to look at me. "I just need to make sure that little boy doesn't ruin the surprise..." Sam said, I looked at the little boy. "ANETTE BEHEST WHENEVER!! ANETTE BEHEST WHENEVER!!!" He shouted, Sam stormed over to him, wrapping his hand around the bogs throat.

"SHUT UP YOU STUPID THING!!" Sam shouted as he threw the boys across the room like a rag doll. The boy fell to the floor, sobbing as he pushed himself up on weak arms. "Anette behest whenever! Anette behest whenever!!" He shouted before he disappeared completely, I turned back to Sam with fear in my eyes.

He stalked towards me, grabbing my arm and pulling me into his chest. He lifted his hand up, creepily caressing my face. I shivered at his touch, and it wasn't a good shiver. I felt disgusting... he wasn't even real and yet I felt gross from his touch.

"I'll see you soon Cooper... you'll love the surprise."