I stared up at the ceiling of my new home.

...Yeah, I'm okay.

Is what my casual response to Aya whenever she asked. A small, gleaming but fake smile would spread across my lips every time I did, making the teenager respond with a concerned and angry smile.

It's pretty obvious me being okay is an...overstatement.

My head would just throb every morning, like a parasite was inside me and it just wouldn't go away.

I'm not getting any farther from this, am I?

Well...it's not up to me to decide. Should I run, or should I just end it all?

What do you think, dear reader?

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I groggily yawned, taking in some of the stale air in the process. I coughed quickly, getting some attention from the others.

I blinked away the small, stinging tears after the yawn, boredly staring at the lecturer. I could see their face clearly yet their words were blocked out.

Was the real world this boring? Apparently.

The bell loudly rung, causing me to raise my arms up in joy as I let out another loud yawn. I stood and grabbed my things, happily walking out the door.

Ty stood across the room's door, head turned away and head bobbing to the beat of his headphones. I grinned and sneaked behind him, preparing my attack.

I quickly jumped up and hugged him, causing him to jump and yelp. He turned his head to me with a glare, one of his hands tightly grasping his headphones.

"Adam, what the FUCK." He growled, causing me to chuckle. I let go and stood, dusting myself off. "Sorry, it's just that your figure was so TYny, I couldn't help myself but give a big hug."

He angrily pouted at my pun, making me chuckle out loudly. "What? It was funny!" I exclaimed, puffing my chest out proudly.

He grumbled and walked off, making me follow close behind. I walked even closer, quickly placing my arm around him.

He flustered and glared up at me, confused.
He opened his lips to speak, but I quickly placed a finger.

"Let it happen Ty, let it happen." I smiled and looked at him, seeing his red face. He shook it off and looked down, continuing to walk.

We were at silence for a while, up until Ty broke the silence outside the school. "Hey Adam...do you really have amnesia?" He asked.

I looked at him and raised a brow, thinking about it for a moment.

Ty looked and moped, sighing. "Adam...Do...Do you remember me..?" He wistfully questioned.

My face dropped at the thought from all those months ago, hiding it with a smile. "I guess so. I mean, I remember all of you but not what you looked like and where I was from."

Ty sighed, grabbing my hand around him gently. I blushed slightly, staring. He laid his head on my shoulder cliché-ingly, smiling softly. "Guess so."

I laughed, interlocking my hands with his. He looked at me confused, a brow raised. "What's this, are you saying something Ty?" I continued, stifling in my laughter.

His eyes quickly widened, hurrying to move away from me. I started laughing again, keeping him close to me. He was turning redder by the second, trying to look away.

"Aw, Ty! No need to hide your feelings! I love you too after all." I grinned and winked, making him stare at me in surprise.

"DON'T FUCK WITH ME ADAM!" He quickly pushed me away, as red as a tomato. "I don't have to! If you didn't want to, it's alright." I grinned wider, playfully sticking out a tongue at him.

He quickly hid his face in his hands, making me snicker. I smiled and brushed his head, comforting him.

"Sorry, did I say something wrong?" I calmly asked, continuing. He quickly looked up and glared, grabbing my hand.

"It's not that! It's just that..." He paused, caressing my hand. "...it's just that you could've picked a better way to confess..."

I stared at him for a moment, before quickly bursting into laughter. "Oh my God Ty! Jeez, were you always this silly?"

He sighed, looking behind him. "Sorry." I pulled him to me, hugging him. "Thought you already knew that, heh."

He quickly hugged back, looking down. "...you're an idiot." He grumbled, making me smile widely.

I picked him up and ran off, grinning widely.  "Right! Time to head home!" I yelled, feeling Ty's iron grip.

"WRONG WAY FUCKLORD!"

"RIGHT RIGHT, I KNEW THAT!"

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I placed a hand on the cold machine, my blank eyes staring at the empty hole. I stayed motionless for a while, before quickly noticing the tears streaming down my face.

I chuckled it off, wiping them away. "God, I miss you all so much..." I mumbled, letting go of the cold metal.

I stared down at my hand that I used to hold it, remembering the deep blue color that stained it along with Ty's horrified face.

"Sorry I scared you buddy, hope you can forgive me over there." I smiled, clenching up my fist.

I sat down next to the machine, staring up at the stone floor. "Hey...Bloodie, you there..?" I asked, cuddling up to the portal.

"...you know...I still...lo..." I mumbled, seeing my vision cloud up. "...if only I could..."

My voice cracked, stopping my sentence. I whimpered and started to cry, feeling the hot stinging tears pour out.

"I'm so fucking pathetic!" I cried out, gripping tightly onto my black locks. "Like fucking hell it could happen, like fucking hell I would have a chance to go to the real world!"

I started to sob loudly, letting the emotions pour out. My cries echoed in the room, as if it was telling me how worthless my tears were.

I can't take it.

I don't wanna be alone anymore.

I want to go to a time where everything is okay.

===

I quietly looked around, as quickly as possible to avoid eye contact with anybody else. Adam Dahlberg passed me, giving a small polite smile as he looked back.

Well there goes the lack of eye contact.

I quickly tried to smile back, but only giving away an awkward and crooked smile. I flinched and looked down, hiding the annoying smile.

I sighed, staring down at the cold floor. Nothing's going well today, huh?

After all these months, after that accident, I'm still called an emo. How rude. I'm sorry to say, but I don't really look all that different from Tyler Ellis. He isn't...like me. Well, not anymore.

You know...cutting, that stuff...

Losing my mom, what else would I do? Well, there are actually a bunch of other options too, but...guess I was just cornered by my depression.

Life gets you like that. Yeah, like that...no one helped anyway so, uh...

"Heya!" A squeaky, yet kind of relaxing voice called out, making me jump and quickly stumble back in surprise. 

"Didn't you hear the bell ring? Go to class!" The girl exclaimed, locking eyes with me. She had orange locks and pale skin, brown eyes to match.

She raised a brow, continuing to stare. I flustered, quickly looking away. I swiftly stood and coughed awkwardly, my eyes shifting everywhere.

"I-I'm so sorry, I-I'll just...go now." I stated, my voice cracking halfway through the sentence. I blushed from embarrassment, quickly walking away.

I heard her giggle, making me die inside. I heard her quickly follow, my eyes shifting a bit to her direction. I saw her beaming face, turned towards me.

"Hey, you seem pretty cool. What's your next class? Maybe we can sit together if we're in the same class!" She exclaimed, smiling happily. I stared for a moment before quickly shoving my hands in my bag, looking for the schedule in a hurry.

"E...E-English." I mumbled, staring at the schedule as I walked. I quickly fist-pumped, still smiling widely. "Yeah! We are in the same class!"

I looked down at her figure, smiling a tiny bit. Being the 5"8 tall person I am, I had to look down as she was at least two or three inches shorter than me.

I found a friend...can she be that friend?

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Kia...come on...

"...Kia."

I quickly looked up from my cold spot, my vision still pretty cloudy from the tears. I wiped them off, adjusting my vision to the lighting of the dark basement.

A tall figure stood before me, a silhouetted one at that. There was a clear sign of a cape flowing behind it, sometime's peeking out a golden symbol.

"...Notch." I mumbled out, looking away from the figure. "What do you want now?"

He held out a hand, crouching down to my curled up figure.

"I want...what you want." 

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Forgive me.