It was late at night, and i couldn't sleep for nothing. I tossed and turned, and i just couldn't find the right position to get comfy. I was feeling restless, but my mind wouldn't power off.

I sighed, and sat upright in my covers. Alex was in his dorm, since we aren't allowed to sleep at others dorms. I sighed again, and i craved his touch so bad. I wanted to be held, snuggled, and kissed till i fell asleep.

And i just couldn't shake the feeling of wanting to stab something. I wanted to just cut him open and see his blood seep out, hearing the soft cries and sound of pain. Running the knife down his soft pink skin, slicing open and red just pouring out. The color of is makes me giddy. Smooth and shiny, metallic on the tongue. I sound so fucking crazy, but the thought won't leave my mind.

Im usually a very happy person, so why am i thinking such a thing? This isn't normal for me...

Just do it.

I would never hurt my Alex...

Do it.

I can't...

Come on, just do it. You know you wanna. The feeling of seeing red, and the knife dripping with it...

My lips curl to a devious smirk, as the voice in my head over powers me. I flip the blanket off of me, and get out of bed. I walk down the small hallway, to the kitchen. And on the counter, is a knife holder. I pick up one, gripping it tightly.

Now go to his dorm.

Even though im only in a long tee shirt and underwear, i went outside anyways. The long corridor was silent, as i dragged my knife along the wall, reaching his dorm. I turn the knob, and let myself in, since this boy never locks his door.

I step over dirty clothes and reach his room. I see him laying in his bed, sound asleep.

Soft snores come from him, as i tip toe on over, knife ready.

His face was so peaceful looking, hair was a mess and his lips pink. I bend down and kiss them, and he smiles.

"I love you sweet heart, sweet dreams."

And then it over powers me.

I plunge it into him, and my eyes are wide open with glee. He springs awake, gasping for breath and screaming. The sound of pain his filling my head with dope.

I watch as the red pours out, coloring his blankets and sheet. Tears were springing his beautiful eyes, and he didn't even acknowledge my presence.

"W-who a-are y-you- w-why am i -going blurry..." He says trailing off, and then nothing. His eyes are wide open, and breaths were slowly dying away.

You did it.

He's dead.

The voice rings in my head, and it fades out. I stare at the now bloody knife, and dead body before me.

Takes a moment for it to sink in, and when it does, sobs rack my body as i realize what i have done.

Tears wet my cheeks and i drop to my knees, staring at his lifeless body.

I loved this boy to death, and i just killed him.

I didn't even want to do it in the first place. It was the voice in my head making me do this awful deed...

"I didn't mean to do this Alex..."

"Im sorry."

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Im so sorry ;-;

I needed angst-

-hiL