Calum let us in and the room looked like the average teenage boy's room.
Clothes on the floor, unmade bed, etcetera, etcetera.
"Well go on, sit down." Calum said while gesturing to a ripped bean bag.
It was the first non plastic chair that I was told to sit on so I gladly accepted even though it's insides where spilling out.
"So, why did you bring a girl? Michael?" Calum questioned.
"Well, like I said before, she turned my eyes back to green when they were black Calum." Michael said as if it was obvious, which it kind of was so I just nodded.
"You agree with all of this, like the death thing?"
Well if I didn't then why would I be here genius?
I just nodded in response.
"So, with the pain or painless?" He asked me.
"Painless you idiot!" Michael yelled in frustration.
DAMN! He gets mad fast!
"Ooh! His eyes are black, turn them back to green." Calum said as if he didn't think that I could do it.
I grabbed Michael's face with my hands and stared into his eyes. He kept on ripping his face out of my grip telling me to get out of his way so he could hurt Calum instead of me but I easily put my hands back on.
"MOVE IT SAM! HE IS SO STUPID! LET ME HURT HIM! HE DESERVES IT!"
"So Sam is your name?" Calum asked as if nothing was happening.
"Michael! Calm down!" I kept on repeating but Michael wouldn't do anything but get more mad.
After a few more minutes of him yelling, he stopped resisting and stared back into my eyes. I just admired his eyes as they turned back to their normal emerald green.
"Wow, you weren't lying." Calum said while interrupting Michael and I's too long stare.
"No, I've stopped lying a few years back." I answered.
"So let's get this done and over with!" Calum shouted.
He started speaking in some sort of other language, which wasn't English, Polish or French. I would know if he was.
After a while he told me to close my eyes and this time it was in English.
I closed my eyes for a few moments then opened them again.
"So, what's supposed to happen?" I asked the boys.
"You're dead Sam." Michael said blankly.
"That's bullshit, I'm not dead yet, am I?"
I feel so dumbstruck. I only closed my eyes!
"Yes, you are dead. You appear alive and you feel alive, but you're not. You can do anything a live person can but you can't die because you already did."
"So do I feel pain?" I questioned clearly not believing him.
"Yes, only for a few seconds, then it feels good and if you get hurt, you will heal within a few seconds as well." Michael answered.
"Can I test that?" I once again questioned.
"If you want, your choice." Calum said.
I looked around the room for a sharp object and found a rusty nail near a window.
I picked it up and searched for a spot on my left arm where I keep my bracelets, just in case it does scar I can hide it with my blue, black and purple bracelets.
"Wait, before you do it Sam, you realize that it is technically self-harm right?" Michael questioned me.
"Ya, I know Michael, don't worry about me." I told him.
The idea of self-harm always scared me, especially the idea of cutting yourself and the idea of watching YOUR blood pour out of YOU because YOU hurt YOURSELF was just crazy to me. On the other hand though, I still wanted to test and see if they were lying to me. Plus, I have a lot of bracelets and I somewhat thought it through.
I took off my bracelets and placed the sharp, old nail on my skin, without anymore thinking, I dug the nail into my skin and slowly made a line not big and not deep.
Crimson red blood crept out of my skin then just like Michael said, it healed by itself. No more blood, no scar no nothing, only my blood on the nail.