Chapter Two.
Perfect Weapon
Awake at night you focus,On everyone whose hurt you,-
WARNING: Vlad cuts in this chapter. don't like don't read it. Get over it, that's the way he is in the story! So back off!
VLAD POV
I hated having no mom to talk to about my problems. Cos right now I had a major problem. My best friend kissed me. Now it wouldn't be so bad if he was a she. But no my best friend just happened to be Henry McMillian. Stupid idiot going and kissing me like that. Stupid… stupid… stupid…
I traced a few of the designs on my ceiling. My whole body was shaking from today. I hadn't stopped since he did it. But I don't understand. I though I made it clear to him that I was in love with Meredith! Not boys. Not Henry. Not stupid smelly… okay Vlad, not five anymore.
Closing my eyes I tried to force myself to sleep. Clenching them closed until sharp pain shot from my eye socets.
I looked over at the small table besides my bed. I pulled out a small CD case in wich held; CD's of course, incase anyone looked, four different razors, one small exacto-knife, a normal razor blade, the knife I used in art class that I stole carefully. And then two other small razor blades. I smiled softly at them, then pulled out the large razor blade that I had hidden inbetween an Alesana and a Suicide Silence CD's.
Rolling up my short sleeve shirt I looked at the few cuts that I had made on my shoulder. Sighing softly, I pulled the shirt off, I couldn't have someone finding out about this. They would tell Nelly, and she wouldn't let me out of her sight.
Looking down at the smooth skin and found a hidden place between my ribs and softly cut into the skin. As much as people say that it hurts to cut yourself. It does at first, then you forget the pain when the blood boils over the skin. Though the thing that hurts the most is them getting touched or strained. Other than that, I think the people who say that are just stupid, or have never done it before and are just saying that I hurts. I drug the razor over a few other spots on my chest and down towards the hem of my pants and sighed softly.
It felt nice and calming. Everything that was on my mind didn't bother me anymore. I felt good and just relaxed. Placing a few bandaids on the scarred skin I pulled my shirt on. Packing everything up back into the CD case then pulled the blankets over my head. Softly placing my fingers to my cold lips, I smiled softly.
HENRY POV
Looking over at Greg I sighed softly. "I need some help with something." I said softly, ploping down next to my brother.
"Whats that?" He asked softly, looking at me, tilting his head.
"I wanna know if I'd be gay if I kissed Vlad." I said softly, looking at my brother, kind of scared to know the answer I knew I was going to get.
"You kissed Vlad?" He asked, chuckling softly, then patted the back of my head. "I dunno. Was it just a spur-of-the-moment type of thing. Or did you really want to kiss him. Cos if it was you wanted to then, yeah. But if it was a spur-of-the-moment type thing, I don't think so."
I nodded again, slouching in my place. "It was kind of both…."
"Then, yeah." Greg got up and went to his room.
I laughed softly after him, then got up and slowly slumped toward my room. Streaching for a minuet, trying to think of why I had really kissed him. Other than the fact that I've wanted to for years and years and years. Well maybe not that long, but for a while I have. But isn't that were supposed to do. Expirement with our friends, or was that girls? Ugh… maybe I did it cos of that cut I saw…
Quickly standing up I went to Greg's room and knocked on the door. Opening it before he had a chance to say anything. He glared at me for a minuet. "What do you want?" He asked softly, putting his phone down and looked at me.
"I saw a cut on Vlad's arm today. About here." I pointed to the end of my shirt sleeve, and drew an invisible cut with my finger. "I think that's why I kissed him."
"Uh, huh." Greg nodded for a minuet, puckering his lips softly. "You kissed him, because you saw a cut on his arm…" he paused for a moment. "A cut? Like what kind of cut?"
"He said he got it from Nelly's cat when he tried to give her a bath. But I dunno. Greg, what do I do." I sat down on his floor, pushing a few things out of the way.
"The only thing you can do. Don't freak out and just be there for him. don't push him away and blah blah blah… good luck with that one. Now out." He shooed me from the room.
"What am I going to do about Vlad…" I sighed to myself and walked into my room.
TO BE CONTINUED
Then write a list of targets,Your violent lack of virtue.
Lyrics: Perfect Weapon by Black Veil Brides
Vlad, Henry, Greg, Nelly belong to Aunty Heather
