INSANE LOVE
Chapter 1Pity. That's what everyone looked at her with. They pitied her. She hated it. She didn't need their pity. If she did then she'd be considered weak.
"I'm not weak," she whispered to herself, repeating over and over again that single phrase.
Just as she calmed down, his voice came into her mind. Whispering softly in her head, You're weak, useless and powerless, a crybaby. Then, she screamed, clutching her head so hard her nails dug into her scalp, making it bleed as she screamed loudly,
"Get out of my head!"
Her pink hair slowly started to turn red as his voice came back to her. You're weak. That's why I could do all those things. A soft whisper in her mind, followed slowly by images, making her scream out in terror.
