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The blonde glared. [+orange "What are you talking about?"] He demanded. He watched him with those angry green eyes. Clearly he didn't understand. Anger was slowly draining into confusion.
I growl and cross my arms. Then scratched the back of my head. I mumbled "I still love you, but you can't remember that" I said quietly. My heart beat quickened as I calmed a bit. Crossing my arms again and glaring at the blond. My eyes cold now.
The blonde watched him. He tossed the phone onto the male's bed. [+orange "Now answer my question. Why is there a picture of me on your phone and why were you looking at it?"] He demanded angrily. He cocked his head off to the side. He seemed highly offended that his picture was on someone's phone.
I didn't move, My expression didn't change either "Well. I guess that's said and done" I said and whispered under my breath "Even though you said no" I growled and leaned back against the wall. Glaring at him, but my eyes had a soft expression. But since it was dark, he couldn't see him very well.
The male looked at him. His eyes cold. [+orange "I didn't like him. It's harder to kill someone that I am in love with."] He stated. He crossed his arms and seemed to be thinking over what he should. He leaned back on his heels.
I held my breath slightly. Sighing "Why? It doesn't seem to matter to you" I growled under my breath. I was tired of him demanding me. I might as well just do something back to him. I stood up and pushed pass him "For you, you just want to kill me. But look you haven't yet. Why is that? You killed the other male like it as easy of opening my door and coming into my room" I growled.
The blonde snatched the phone and accidentally turned it on. He looked at the lit up screen and was silent for a moment. He soon turned it to face the male. [+orange "What the hell is this?"] He demanded. He didn't seem too happy to see his picture on the male's phone. Actually it seemed to just anger him further.
I sighed and pulled the phone from my back pocket. Still un-aware of the picture I had looked at of Tatsuya before going to bed. I stayed stretched out on the bed waiting for a next command.
I yawned slightly, still not scared at all of the blond being here. I understood I have hurt him.
The blonde watched him with those cold odd green eyes. Not a feeling lingered in them. He moved closer to the bed. [+orange "Give me your phone."] He demanded. The blonde seemed to be waiting for the phone. Those eyes narrowed. The pink pupil glittered brightly. He was enjoying himself. He enjoyed being the one with the power. Being the one that could hurt someone. He hated being the one that was hurt and this was exactly what this male had done to him. He had hurt him. In Tatsuya's head it was on purpose.
Of course an accident wasn't something the blonde had heard of. [+orange "I should have always came first... If I had... None of this would be happening right now."] He stated. He offered his free hand out still waiting on the phone that he planned on smashing.
I flinched slightly as I slept. I felt as if I were being watched. I opened my eyes, only to be looking to the wall. I shook my head and stretched, going on my back. Only to see the blond male with a blade in his hand. Hearing the soft 'I'll die here' my heart didn't race and I wasn't scared.
My hand slightly twitched as I closed my eyes "If your going to kill me. Kill me, as long as you know. I'm still loyal so I won't tell you" I muttered, feeling betrayed about my loyalty.
After about an hour he got out of the tub and dried himself off. He dressed himself and began cleaning up the house. Once that was done he grabbed his bag and began throwing things in it. There wasn't much he'd need. There never was. Sighing softly he finished with that. He couldn't trust the male not to call the police. He knew that. Slinging his bag over his shoulder he headed to what use to be his best friends house. He would regret leaving. He wasn't going to let anyone get him caught. It wouldn't work that way.
Once there he slid inside. How? Why the boy had a copy of the key. He dropped his bag by the door and walked to the males bedroom. He had a blade in his hand. A butterfly knife. One of his supposed collection pieces. He'd used it a number of times. He got to the males room. He stood before the male those green eyes glittering with malice and hatred. [+Orange "I hope coming here on your own was worth it... Because now you'll die here."] He said cruelly. Hatred dropped from his words.
I yawned slightly as from talking to the blond tired him. I just mumbled to myself "Continue talking, I yawn when i'm interested" I laughed then flipped my phone out. Thinking to myself :Should I tell? Or keep it a secret?: I didn't know what to do.
I looked at the time and yawned again, standing up and stretching. I walked upstairs into my room. My mother and father being out on vacation. I had the house to myself. I sigh and throw my shirt off. Placing it on the table and laid down in my bed and closed my eyes. Still thinking if I should tell the police. Or not.
It was a long walk, but it was almost over now. Quietly the blonde checked his phone. He sighed seeing the time. It was going to be a long day and a even longer night. He wasn't going to enjoy it. Packing and moving again. He wondered what he would do when he ran out of places to go... Or the big one... Money... A sigh escaped passed his lips and his shoved the phone back into his pocket. Someday he figured he would end up getting caught... What would he do then? He laughed faintly to himself. So what.
No one had caught him yet. He was careful. He forgot things but when it came to clean up and hiding... He was very good at that. Sighing he looked ahead. After what seemed like hours he finally got home. He went inside and stripped off his clothing and headed for the bathroom. He didn't care if he left his discarded clothing on the floor. He lived alone. He would pick it up later when he felt like it.
Taking a deep breath he slowly let it out. He started the water and watched as the bathtub filled. He didn't feel like showering today. He just wanted to soak in the water and think for awhile. It wasn't like he had to be out of here right away or anything.
() After awhile I got home. Slumping onto my couch and chuckling "I actually got home...ALIVE" I said. Turning around, I laid on my back. For one. Freaking myself out because I was thinking of the only blonde I liked.
I shook my head and pulled my phone out. Scrolling down my contacts and finding Tatsuya. Wanting to hit the call button. I put my phone on the table and sighed.
Tatsuya watched him go with hateful eyes. He then headed up the steps and left the place far behind. He needed to go home and start packing. He could find another. It wasn't hard. He had done it before. He walked home even though it was going to be a long walk. He sighed softly shoving his hands into his pockets.
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