I was walking trough the hallway. I just wanted to go to my room and sleep. Nothing else. To die for those few hours. Before I opened the doors of my room, I heard someone running to me, so I turned and I saw Flora.
"Hey." I said and smiled to her. She was one of those girls that just made you smile and feel happiness by just talking to them.
"H-hi. I just wanted to tell you that Ethan told me to... well, tell you-that tomorrow you won't be having a meeting."
"Again?!" I asked her a little angry. She looked scared. Again. It seemed like the only thing this girl will associate me with is 'the angry scary guy'.
"Yeah... Um, that's it, so I'll just leave now." she said and turned around.
"Wait..." I said as I grabbed her hand before she started walking away. She looked down and saw some of the blood on my hand. Then she noticed some blood on my sweater.
"What happened?" she asked as she got her hand out of my weak grip.
"Nothing. Just a little fight." I said and hid my hand behind my back.
"Al... alright. Well,see you tomorrow." she looked disappointed.
"Can we at least introduce ourselfes now?" I asked and she got a light smile on her face.
"I'm Flora." she said and I nodded.
"Helia." she nodded back, smiled a little stronger and ran away. Again. I got to my room and fell asleep with a picture of Jason with all the blood around him... I guess some people never change. And I'm one of them.
"So, when I was 10, I had my first attack. I looked at my self somehow, and I saw my body beating the crap out of my best friend. He was so scared, and I tried stopping my arms but they just continued. I tried making my lips to move so I can tell him I was not controlling my self, but I couldn't. So nothing huge happened again till my attack at school. I kissed a girl that I hated for god knows what reason. She slapped me and walked away, and I couldn't even get my self to say anything. After a minute, I got out of my shock and started running to her, so I could explain. On my way, I bumped into the head master. I got in another shock and I kinda... killed him." Sky was talking. The girls gasped as he said the last sentence.
"Emotionally, I meant! The poor guy is having therapy every day, for the past year now."
"You mean like Riven?" Musa said and started laughing. Riven was not amused.
"I guess. So anyway, my mum took me here when she saw me beating someone up... It was me. I was punching my face and my thighs and my head... everything! I still don't know why and how that happened."
"We don't judge." we all said and he nodded. Soon,I walked over to the bathroom. On my way there, I saw Ethan.
"Hey..." I said and he just continued walking.
"Dude, do you hear me?" I asked as I grabbed his shoulder.
"Leave me alone. You had your day out. What do you want now?" He asked with a look that said 'I'm dead inside'.
"Nothing... I just wanted to talk to you."
"I cant talk right now." he said and turned around again.
"But Ethan, I almost killed someone yesterday!" I said while hopping for his reaction. Any reaction,really. But nothing.
"Too bad." he said and continued walking. Damn.What the hell has gotten into him?
"I'm not just giving up on you. Tell me why don't we have meetings?" he just continued walking and soon,he was out of my sight. Huh. I was the one who is supposed to act like that, not the shrink. I walked to the bathroom. I finally washed my hands and my sweater. I didn't got the chance to do it before. As I looked at the redness in the water, I felt the anger back again. I felt like it was so hot that I was boiling. I got flashbacks of him saying all the shit he said. And every flashback made me punch the wall. Again and again, all until I broke the tile. My hand was bloody again, but this time it was my blood. I guessed It was better to punch a wall then a person. So I continued. All until I had no more energy. So I just sat on the floor. I looked at my self In the mirror. The mirror was going from the floor to the sealing. I took my sweater off so I could see all the stitches. I saw my long, dark blue hair all messy. I had a few blue spots because of the fight with Riven. The stitches on my shoulder. Scratches just under my ribs. My martins with some blood on... was that really who I was now? Was MPS doing anything? Was I... a monster?