I got up and grabbed my knife, I started laughing and laughing. 'This will be fun' I thought to myself while running to Angelina's house. I knew her back door was always open so I entered through there. I got in silently and I went under the dining table, I heard someone sobbing and crying. I looked to where the crying was coming from and I saw it was Angelina. She was near the door sitting, and hugging her knees, with her head hidden. She was crying. I could hear her say something, but I didn't understand them. I was gonna come out but I bumped into the chairs. She looked up and cleaned her tears. She looked up at me. I was afraid she was going to say something, but she didn't. She looked down and covered her eyes with her bangs. "If you're going to do it...do it now. I deserve it." She said looking down.
Is she really saying that? Does she really want me to kill her? She started crying again. I took my knife out looked at her. I wanted to do it, and kill her but I couldn't. I went near her and sat in front of her. I touched her arm. "Angie...why are you crying?" She looked up at me not showing me her eyes. "Because...I- I hurt you. I didn't want to." She told me. I felt bad now. I wanted to kill her for no reason. She didn't mean to hurt me. I stayed silent. She started talking again. "Are you going to kill me now?" She asked me. I looked at my knife then at her. Should I? I don't want to. But should I? I looked at her. "No." I said to her. She seemed surprised. I leaned in a bit and moved her hair from her eyes. They were red, watery and puffy. She looked at me.
"You're not going to kill me? But I thought-" "No Angie...I'm not." I cut her off. She looked at me. She didn't seem happy. "But I deserved it." She said in a serious tone. "Angie...I- I can't kill you. You don't deserve it." I told her. She looked at me. "Yes I do! I have nothing left! I lost everyone that means something to me! I almost die anyways so why can't I be killed! I hurt the only person the really meant a lot to me!" She said getting up and screaming. When she said the last thing she gasped. She had her back towards me. I was still on the floor sitting.
Then I realized what she said and what she meant. I got up She was silent. I think she felt embarrassed or maybe she was surprised. When I stood up, I touched her shoulder. "Angie?" I asked her so she would turn around. She breathed in then out. She turned around. Again she covered her eyes. I wonder why she does that, maybe because she's scared? "Yeah?" She asked, with a scratchy voice.
"What-What did you mean with the last thing?" I asked her, with my head down. I was nervous to ask her that. "Uh..I- nothing." She said sighing and walking to the couch she sat down. Still with her eyes covered. I went over to her. "Can I sit?" I asked her. She nodded. I sat next to her. There was an awkward silence. Angie, moved her bangs to the side of her face. She looked nervous or scared. I'm not sure. I looked at her fireplace. Then I felt her hugging me and she leaned her head on my shoulder. I looked at her and I was surprised. "Angie?" I said. I was surprised. "I'm sorry....I didn't mean to hurt you." She told me. So, she meant me when she said 'hurt someone that meant a lot to me'? I hugged her back. "Angie...it's fine." I told her.
She looked at me. "No...it's not. I know I hurt you a lot. I didn't want to. Liu was pressuring me and, he was pointing his knife to me and I, ugh. I don't know I just- I'm sorry." She said. I hugged her again. "Angie, I know. It's fine. I mean it." I told her. She let go. So did I. Then I thought in something. I didn't want to say it but it came out. "So, what Liu said. Is it true?" I asked her. She looked at me and covered her face again. I moved her hair and she was blushing. She looked at me. "Uh...I- I don't know. M-maybe." She said unsure. I looked at her, then I looked away. "Oh..." I said under my breathe.
Angie, looked at me. She looked like she was thinking in something. She stood up. "Yes." She said then ran up stairs. I laughed and followed her up stairs. She was in her room and she locked the door. "Angie open the door." I said knocking on it. "No!" She screamed. "Angie, why?" I asked her. She was quiet. "Because...I- I said what I said and now I'm scared, and nervous." She said. I thought about it for a while. "Don't feel that way, Angie." I told her. She was quiet.
"What...What if I said I feel the same?" I asked her. I heard her gasp. She unlocked the door and opened it. "Did you just say...that?" She asked me. I looked at her. "Yeah...I did." I told her. I bet I would've been blushing right now. She looked surprised at first then she calmed down. "But, Angie. I- I could hurt you, I don't want to. That's why I kept it a secret." I told her. She came near me and looked at me in the eyes. "Jeff...you won't hurt me. I know you won't." She told me. I looked at her. She was smiling at me. "Angie, what if I got insane near you, and hurt you...badly? like what I did a few days ago. To your shoulder?" I asked her. She looked down.
"Jeff...you won't. If you do, I'll just deal with it, all you can possibly do is just scratch me. Not kill me." She said looking up at me. I looked down. "But...what if I do." I asked her. She frowned. "Jeff, you won't." She told me. she hugged me. I had to bend down a little to hug her. I felt her face come closer to mine and she kissed a little below my eye. Since I technically didn't have cheeks. She blushed. Then she let go. "Thanks..." I said. She smiled.
Maybe, it won't be as bad...
But what if I kill her?
I can't do that...
I need to end this...