Insanely Mental

Insanely Mental

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"People are always calling me and others like me mentally insane,but I'm different from others so it wouldn't be right to call me that. I'm more of a insanely mental type of person." Peter, an insane teenager who doesn't exactly know his illness, is attending his last semester at a new highschool. He is extremely smart, talented, kind at times, and hey doesn't look half bad. There's also the fact that he's mental.Right at the time he feels at his lowest, he is saved by his angel he's hallucinated about a lot now. Now she's looking right at him and he looks at her. They begin to build a strong friendship, and for some reason, whenever he's around her his symptoms lessen and he starts to act somewhat normal.But is that always such a good thing?
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*

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