Caution: This is going to be a very dark chapter, and although this entire story may be dark, if you can't handle much you probably shouldn't read it. And it's pretty short but ahhh well! R&R! Thanks for reading.
Kit's POV
"I..I'm not sure. Maybe another time?" I looked at her, uncertainty washing over my features. She seems nice enough but giving up on all that I've built for myself in a single day? It'd ruin everything, and I've already slipped up twice. "Well.. Are you sure? Alright.. Can I at least drop by your dorm once today, just to help you get settled in?" She kept at it, and I guess that was nice of her, and with that innocent look on her face I could hardly turn down two offers. "Umm.. Sure."
No, you can't..
I flashed a little smile her way, ignoring the voices for now. I don't really want to hurt her, she just needs to get the message early on. As much as I want to, I can't make friends. "Alrighty! See you at 7 then!" Rae happily scampered off towards her last class before tomorrows big mission. Right, the mission, She had better stay put.
Dreams..
"Why won't you leave me alone?"
Rae's POV
Deep thinking has never been a strong point of mine but something is definitley wrong with Kit. Although, she sure does seem nice under all of that make up and dark clothing. So.. I won't give up on her. I just won't! Glancing down at my watch, I noticed that class had started over 12 minutes ago which meant that I was going to be late yet again. I swear, my last report card had 15 lates reported and that was first term. If I choke like that again, hooo boy. Mom is not going to be happy with me! I shrugged off my worries and ran quickly to class, bumping into several of my classmates until finally meeting my match.. Mr.Leonhart.
"Oh gosh, I'm so, so, so sorry! It's just that I'm late to class again and well, I need to get going and I wasn't watching where I was. And.. I won't speed in the halls again, please don't get the disciplinary committee on me! Can't you let it slip just this once? Please!" He just stood there and let out a little laugh, "Ms.Tilmitt hurry up to class. Tell Mrs. Akira that I have already spoken to you about your lates. Go, run along!" I simply beamed, shouted many thanks and calmly walked off to class. Maybe today won't be so bad after all.
Kit's POV
I pulled a piece of paper out of my pocket and read the three bold numbers out loud. I impatiently scanned each door for the same number, hoping that it would just appear like magic. I needed to find it fast, I wanted to find it fast.
I finally found the female dorms ten minutes later and started jogging down the hall, looking at each number and then back down at the paper I was still holding. I was almost at the very end of the hall when I found it, 586.. With a sign reading, "Welcome Home! - Rae" taped sloppily onto the door. I glanced at it for a moment and carefully tore it down. Sweet, maybe, but.. I'll admire it later.
They're all lying to you.. You know you'll end up hurt, just like you used to be. Clinging on to life, just like before. Swallowed by the doctors, the nurses, the beeping sounds trying desperately to keep a mere life alive. Your life, it means nothing.
"You're wrong! This is different.. I'm going to be different.. You'll see."
I screamed out to Her, running to the bathroom and grabbing an old friend. One that had never let me down before. It wasn't picky, nor was it jealous. Just simple, sharp metal. It was there for me whenever I needed it, never too busy to help with my problems and worries. I removed the bracelets I wore to cover the old scars left from another time and placed the cold, hard metal on my skin.
"What will you do when I'm gone, huh? You'll have nobody!" I screamed and unleashed a fury of cuts, some large, some deep, some small.
I'll show you.
Rae's POV
It was 7:05 by the time I remembered to see Kit. I guess even when I'm the one planning something, I still find a way to be at least five minutes too late. Racing down the hallway, I made sure to check over each door, searching for the right one.
"Slow down, Ms.Tilmitt." Gary, a member of the disciplinary comittee cautioned.
I nodded and walked on. Finally, I had found 586, right near the end of the hall. I pressed my ear against the door but couldn't hear anything moving on the other side, still.. she did seem awfully tired today. No need to jump to conclusions just yet.
I knocked once, twice, even four times. But no one answered, not a single noise was made from inside of the room. I suddenly panicked and ran down the hall, ignoring Gary this time around and looked for anyone to help me. After a few minutes of running aimlessly, I ran into Vincent and grabbed him, forcefully dragging him with me. "Kit, I don't know.. She may not be okay.. I went.. knocked.. four times! Nothing.. please..!" He just stared at me and followed immediately. I stopped at her door and told him, calmly, about what had happened.
The only way to describe the look on his face is confusion. Total confusion. And yet, he seemed to understand. Taking his gunblade out, Vince sliced off the door knob as if it was nothing at all and pushed the door open, stepping into the room.
Blood.