Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh
He the edge of the sink hard, his fingernails bending against the porcelain with the force of his grip. Pain rippled through his head again and he closed his eyes tightly, not wanting to look in the mirror and see his reflection.
He knew what would be looking back at him. It was always there, but no one else could see it.
He'd tried to talk to people about it, but he could never describe it accurately. He could never allow himself to get close to anyone. Bad things happened to them, and it was his fault.
It was always his fault.
He couldn't think clearly anymore. At times it felt like he was a spectator in his own body, like someone else was making him do things.
He couldn't always remember everything he'd done, but he had flashes. Screams, pale faces full of terror, and things that weren't his kept appearing in his room.
He was terrified. What was happening?
He finally looked up into the mirror. His reflection didn't tell him anything. Sweat dripped down his cheek and into the sink. He licked his lips, tasting salt, and smiled bitterly.
He turned on the cold water and splashed his face with it, washing away the sweat. His headache was fading again. He'd had it for months now, some times were worse than others. He dried his face with a washcloth and turned away.
Laughter that was not his own echoed in his head as he walked back into his room.
Well this was fun to write! :D Anyway: Guess Who!?