It was half an hour into the class already. I finished painting the base. Julien didn't speak to me at all, after the 'especially not people like you' sentence. I didn't really get it. He was my best friend, and when I'm forced to go get help, for my own good, he changes his mind and decides to hate me? What the heck?

"Guys, I need to go for a second, I'll be back soon." Tressa told us and got out of the room.

"Now we can talk." he said and turned to me.

"Listen. I don't know what you are doing here, and why do you feel the need to talk to me, but from now on, just stay away from me. Alright?" I froze. Was he really that mad? Did I really think of him as a good guy before? Damn.

"Same goes for me." Melanie added from behind.

"Yeah, who needs mentals in their art class. Honestly dude, It would be for the best If you just go back where you came from." a random guy added.

"Okay, first of all..." I said as I stood up.

"Melanie, I don't really give a shit about you. Till I just saw you like, half an hour ago, I forgot you existed. You are a spoiled little girl who can just go fuck her self. Now you, dude that I don't know. I'm here because I love doing art and a random guy with a really bad hairstyle is not going to make me go away. And you..." I said as I looked at the person who used to be my best friend... My walking diary...

"I expected more from you." I sat down.

"I expected more from you too, Helia. MPS? Really? Couldn't afford a better psycho home?" he asked and Melanie forced her self to laugh.

"MPS isn't really all that bad. At least the people there are nice and accepting. Unlike you people." I said and continued painting.

"Accepting of you beating the crap out of your mother because you had daddy issues? Damn." he said and I... I just... couldn't control it. His words made me angry. I knew they were true, but... that was the old me. I would never hit my mother again just because of my dad... but the guy that was sitting next to me,trying to make everyone hate me? Yeah, I could beat the crap out of him. I slapped him so hard that even my hand was red. At first,he was surprised, then he started laughing.

"What did I even expect from you?" he said and continued painting.

"Whatever." I said and started walking to the doors. I had almost no control over me. If I stayed any longer, I'd beat him up so bad that he would look worse then me after the fight with Riven.

"What is it? Is your daddy gonna pick you up so you need to go now, before he changes his mind again and goes to fuck a random whore?" I tried ignoring it.

"...Just like he did with your mother?" ... I just jumped back to him and pushed him to the floor. I started punching him and killing the shit out of him. His nose started bleeding. So did his head. But I was not satisfied. I continued punching and pushing his head against the table. All until he looked dead.

"Oh my god, is he like, alive?" a girl asked and I stopped. I couldn't believe it. Did I really stayed the same as I was before MPS? Have I changed even a bit? I guess not, I though as I looked at all the blood. I couldn't bare seeing it. I just ran away from the classroom. When I got out, I saw a guard hiding on a roof from the building next to the school. I cleaned the blood off my hands with my sweater and continued walking. 'I just walked in the crowd and got to the closest bar' I remembered Rivens words. I looked around and saw a lot of people going in one direction. Right there I saw a bar called 'The bottle'. Perfect. I somehow got to there and sat down. I got to the table that was in the corner. Every other place was taken.

"Sorry sir,is this place tak... Sky?!" I asked as I understood it was him.

"Helia? Why aren't you at the art class?" he asked as I sat down.

"Damn, I should drink before I talk about it. Two beers please!" I yelled and Sky laughed.

"So?"

"Well, everyone in my class started saying shit about me and about MPS so I freaked out,and I was holding up fine, until a person that I though was my best friend decided to stab me in the back." I said as the beers arrived. I started drinking it.

"Well that's shit." he said and drank the beer as well.

"Sure is. I punched him all until he looked dead. I'm not even ruse if he isn't... How about you? What did Selena say?"

"Well, when I told her we should break up, she started saying stuff like, 'How dare you, I should be the one to break up', and 'you really are mental,I knew it all along' and shit like that... I was pissed so I slapped her. I couldn't control myself."

"I get how you feel."

"No, I mean, I really couldn't control my self. That is my disorder. Sometimes, I just cant control my body. I feel like I'm watching Sky...well, from the sky and like I'm just looking at a character In a story or something. Not like It's... me." I nodded.

"I'm gonna tell you the whole story once I get a little more drunk." I laughed and after an hour of drinking and talking, we got back to the same story.

"So,um.. man... Teddy maann, I can finally tell you my storyy." he said dying from laughter inside. He was really bad with alcohol.

"I'm listening." I said while putting my glass down.

"So umm... like, I found out I had when I was like, a little tiny Sky ya knowww, like, I was... little and... short and my hair.. ma HAIR! THAT IS JUST dwaa..." he said and his head fell on the table.

"You know, we can talk tomorrow. Let's go." I said and I placed his arm around my neck,so I could help him walk. We had no money,so we got out as fast as we could. The guards were right in front of us.

"Bar,huh? Interesting." one of them said and took Sky to the car.

"I can walk." I said before they grabbed my arm too. We all got in the car and started driving back.