Chapter 2: Of Hunger and Suicide.
By: LucifersMaster
Thank you, all who read and to my reviewer…
Nanci: I'm glad you liked it, it's all love between the Good Doctor and Maru. Here's your update.
I was sitting on the couch sketching, when I was 'awakened' by a voice proclaiming its hunger. Because of what had happened the day before I was rather scared of said voice. I had gone slightly pale.
"Ehh, yeah? O-okay I'll order some Chinese ok?" I said as I got up dropping my sketchbook in the process and grabbed my phone.
"Yes that would be wise, I doubt you would like what I'd conjure up." Was the low reply…
(Referring to the page before….)
Sitting at the computer I slammed my head down on the desk, cussing when blood came. Hannibal, disrupted by the curses came upstairs and into my room.
"Killing yourself is not the answer." Was his terribly amused reply. He came to me and lifted up my bangs to see how bad the cut was.
"I ain't committing suicide, dummy" was my cheeky answer.
"No? Then pray tell, what were you doing?" he said as he tended to my cut.
"Nuttin!" was my rebellious snap.
"You sound like a child when you use slang, and it's impossible to do nothing." he stated flatly.
"Fine!" I was getting grumpy "I decided to go masochist…"
"Lying is disrespectful," he stated as he put alcohol on my cut. My eye twitched twice in frustration.
"MEH, fine, fine! I was frustrated 'cuz my friend didn't email me!"
(OoOooO Hannibal got under Marus skin… score one for Hannibal!)
Ok, that was fun but not as funny as before…. Ah, well, only so much you can do when you just finished ya exams. Exams are so made to turn your brains to mush!