Peace Through Pain Is Pleasure(oneXone)

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>>>Kyler Sage Bryans

I, Kyler Sage Bryans was born on January 3rd. If you must know I'm Seventeen years old. I have algophilia making me obsessed with pain. All algophiliacs have a theme song. Mine is Pain by Three days Grace.

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>>>Alexzandria Shailene Lowsen




I, Alexzandria Shailene Lowsen was born on October 12th. If you must know I'm seventeen years old. I have Anthrophobia making me fear people and society. All anthrophobiacs have a theme song. Mine is The Lonely by Christina Perri.
All these credits go to xX_niikisaurus.

Evie Parazite

[Vegas In Flames]

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Ｋｙｌｅｒ Ｓａｇｅ Ｂｒｙａｎｓ
Pain, without love.
Pain, I cant get enough.
Pain, I like it rough.
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all.

✘ The feeling of the razor blade sliding through his pale skin was like a bittersweet feeling he loved so much. He bit down on his lip and pressed the blade harder to his skin, watching small beads of blood begin to pour out of his upper arm where he had the razor bladed pressed to. The blood ran down his arm like a river, dripping off his elbow onto the hard wood floor underneath him. He let out a shaky sigh, the pain was amazing. If only he could feel such pain forever, he'd be in his own personal heaven. He heard the clicks of heels down the hallway and he gave one last hard press and he fell back against the side of his bed, sliding slowly onto the floor. He touched the tips of his fingers on the cut and smiled to himself, bringing them up to his mouth to lick the blood off his fingers. His bedroom door opened and his father stood there his eyes landing on Kyler, who was sitting on the ground in his own little world while the blood trickled onto his clothes and the floor.

"Honey! Get the first aid kit!" His father yelled, running over to his bleeding son. Kyler looked up at his father who had sympathetic eyes. "Dad it doesn't hurt, it feels good." Kyler moaned softly, sliding further down onto the ground. The loss of blood was beginning to make him dizzy, and since Kyler was diagnosed with some sort of thing that made his blood clot slower, the blood still ran down his arm. "Screw the first aid kit! Call the ambulance!" His father screeched, ignoring Kylers words. That was the last thing Kyler heard before he slipped into a heaven like black out.

Kyler woke up the sound of heart monitors beeping and voice whispering beside him. His eyes cracked open, but they shut again at the bright lights in his face. "Lay back son, they said you shouldn't move." His father said sternly. Kyler listened like a puppy, which made his father happy. They both knew it was because Kyler was scared of the face his father was making at him and petrified of the doctors for one main reason; they made his pain go away. He didn't want his pain to go away, he wanted it to stay with him forever. He licked his lips and laid in the bed for what seemed like forever, unable to pick at the stitches in his arm. The doctors did a full examination before subscribing Kyler to depression pills and pain killers. Kyler laughed out loud at them for thinking he had depression or for thinking he'd even go near the pain killers. When they finally let Kyler go home, his mom made him change into one of his tight white band-tees and a pair of skinny jeans. He slipped on his shoes and followed them mutely out the door.

"Why do you do that to yourself Kyler?" His mom asked, biting her lip. "It feels good." Kyler answered almost instantly. That was his answer every time his mother asked that question. It would never change, so he didn't know why she asked him so much. "But it could kill you!" she retorted, a sob leaving her lips. "At least I'll die happy." Kyler mumbled. There was a sting in Kylers cheeks and he looked at his father and felt his face where he was punched. A laugh left his lips and he stared at his dad, "You're no son of mine! Don't you dare come home tonight Kyler. I don't want to see your face!" He shouted at Kyler, dragging his sobbing mother towards their car.

Kyler watched them peel out of the driveway, and then he shrugged it off and began his walk to where he usually spent the night when his father was like this. The abandoned park was his only haven from his parents judgmental eyes, it was the only place he could be alone and think things and even say things with his parents around. He made it to the park and sat on a swing, kicking his feet into the ground, his blond hair blowing out of his face as he swung back and forth on the old swing set.

[xX_niikisaurus]

❝ 2am; where do I begin,
Crying off my face again.
The silent sound of loneliness
Wants to follow me to bed.❞

Alexzandria sat in her room, music blasted as loud as it could go to block out the noise of her parents fighting. She absolutely hated them. They always fought about the same thing. "YOU NEED TO GET THAT DAUGHTER OF YOU'RES HELP!" her father shouted. "MY DAUGHTER?" her mother would shout, "SHE'S YOUR DAUGHTER TOO!" They were fighting about her. And her 'disorder.' According to her parents, they said she had something called Anthrophobia, a fear of people and society. Which made since. She hadn't gone to school in years. Instead she had been home schooled. The last time they tried to get Alexzandria to go to school she had a panic attack. That was in 10th grade, she was 15. Now she's seventeen and hasn't gone to school since 1st grade. As Alexzandria listened to the music blasting, she paced back and forth in her room. This was what she always did when her parents fought.

She continued to pace nervously for hours as the fighting of her pissed off parents continued. When it got quiet she paused her music to make sure her parents were done when she heard a door slam and footsteps coming from the hallway towards her room. Alexzandria froze, her heart race began to speed up and she began to breathe deeply. She knew could tell that it was her father by the clomping of his hunting boots. She knew he was coming in her room to drag her downstairs and outside to see the 'doctor' and get her 'all better.' Which pretty much meant anxiety pills. As if those would help. They would keep her sane, but also made her dumber than a two year old. Alexzandria looked behind her and noticed her open window. Quickly she slid on a pair of shoes and ran towards the window. Pushing out the screen she hesitantly sat on the edge of the window. It was a pretty far jump. But there were bushes at the ground.

They, hopefully, would break her fall. And even though that reassured her that the fall wouldn't hurt she was still terrified. She had been outside in years... Her parents had to buy her sun lamps so wasn't completely deprived of sunlight. And they bought exercise equipment so she didn't gain weight. The people outside, the animals, everything about the outside world frightened her. But, as her fathers footsteps got closer she began to run out of chances. So she jumped, right when her fathers hand was on the door knob. The landing hurt, but only slightly. It just left small scratches. Alexzandria stood up from the bushes and looked up at her window as she heard her father search frantically about the room for her. She smiled, for the first time in months she smiled. But then she realized that he'd notice the window and she began running. She didn't know where to but she didn't really care. As long as she was away from her parents. For the first time in years she smelled the fresh air, she felt the summer breeze blow against her face.

Sadly, her happiness soon turned into panic. As she got farther from her quiet neighborhood and got closer to all the craziness that was the town she began to panic. Cars drove past her quickly. People began to yell at her to get out of the road. Alexzandria was scared and helpless. She looked all around her and spotted what seemed to be an abandon park. Quickly, the scared seventeen year old scurried towards it. When she reached in she sat on one of the old rusty benches, hugged her legs to her chest as she began to hyperventilate. This was the first time in a while that she realized why people, society, anything outside of the safety of her home scared her. It wasn't until she heard the kicking of sand did she realize that she wasn't alone. She quickly looked up and saw a boy with blonde hair approaching her. Not knowing what to do, she screamed.

I'm a ghost of a girl that I want to be most...
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well.

x x xx x x

[Vegas In Flames]

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Ｋｙｌｅｒ Ｓａｇｅ Ｂｒｙａｎｓ
Pain, without love.
Pain, I cant get enough.
Pain, I like it rough.
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all.

✘ Kyler didn't even notice the girl sitting on the rusted bench until he looked up. He began to get curious as to why someone else would be in this park, and he got up, and bit down on his lip until he drew blood. He sucked on his lip until the blood stopped flowing out of the self made wound and he got up and began to approach her. Once he got closer, he opened his mouth to speak, but she screamed and he whipped his head around to see if anyone was about to attack him from behind, or any wild animal had broken in from the city limits. Nothing. There was nothing there, so why was she screaming. Kyler's curiosity grew and he continued to walk towards her. "Are you okay? I wont hurt you... I just wanna talk." Kyler tried, wondering if that would get the girl to calm down. While waiting for her answer he stood a couple inches away from her, not daring to go closer, Kyler began to pick at the stitches in his arm and he visibly flinched. When he figured he wouldn't be able to rip the stitches out tonight, he dropped his arm back to his side and sighed.

He got a better look at the girl under the dim street light beside the bench, she had brown hair that reached bast her shoulders with a magenta streak in her hair. She was small, body wise. Kyler was taller then her, which brought him to muse about her size. It was rare for Kyler to find someone shorter then him, because he was on the short side for a seventeen year old boy. The look on the girls face is what got him the most; she looked scared, like he was going to whip out a knife and stab her in the throat with it. The only person Kyler would stab with a knife would have to be himself, he was more then willing to make himself feel pain. However, he wouldn't murder a person to get off. He wasn't that sick, even though the thought of putting someone in pain made him shake with anticipation.

"I'm Kyler by the way. You're kinda in my park." He said, after a while of coming here with no one around, Kyler dubbed this park his. Screw the government who actually owned it. "But you're welcome to swing on the swings with me." He's never seen her around before, maybe having company with someone who didn't know about his obsession and dire love for pain would make him feel better, and maybe just maybe, she could let him have a place to stay.

[xX_niikisaurus]

❝ 2am; where do I begin,
Crying off my face again.
The silent sound of loneliness
Wants to follow me to bed.❞

Alexzandria screamed, and she continued to scream until she finally forced herself to cover her mouth and shut up. The boy looked harmless. Yes. But still the fact that he was a living, breathing boy scared her. She noticed him continue to walk up to her, but she held back her screams by biting her lip as hard as she could and by covering her mouth with her hands. Tears rolled down her face as he spoke. As her fear grew, the more tears rolled down her face, and the more she shook. When he told her he wasn't going to hurt her and that he just wanted to talk she wanted o badly to believe him. But she couldn't. Her fear took over and she cried and cried. By some miracle she managed to say in a begging tone, "Please..." Even though she wanted to say more her fear wouldn't allow it.

Alexzandria just wanted to go back to the safety and comfort of her bedroom. But she knew that wasn't possible with her father looking for her. She knew if she went back home she'd be sent to the looney bin. She watched the boy, with fear in her eyes. He had blonde hair that was almost shoulder length. He was pretty tall compared to her, she was only 5' 3". She noticed stitches on his arm and watched as he began to pick at them. A small part of her wanted to tell him to stop. To tell him that he would her himself. But the fear within kept her from uttering a word. She just sat there, shaking with fear. She watched as he just stood there, watching her looking slightly concerned. That should have calmed her down. It should have reassured her that he was really just some teenage boy. Alexzandria opened her mouth to say something, and even though it took every bit of strength she managed to squeak out, "I-I'm scared..."

When the boy said his name was Kyler all she could do is sit there, still shaking. Tears still rolled down her face. Then he said that it was his park. Did he own this old place? No. Probably not. He probably just slept here at night or something. Alexzandria tried to tell him her name but when she opened her mouth she seemed to have lost her voice because she said nothing. She cried even more shaking her head. Burying her face in her knees she cried softly to herself, "Get me home. Get me home." Kyler offered to let her join him on the swings. She slowly lifted her head and looked at him. He was being friendly. But, friendly or not, she was still too terrified. So Alexzandria just repeated herself quietly saying, "I-I'm scared..."

I'm a ghost of a girl that I want to be most...
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well.

x x xx x x

[Vegas In Flames]

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Ｋｙｌｅｒ Ｓａｇｅ Ｂｒｙａｎｓ
Pain, without love.
Pain, I cant get enough.
Pain, I like it rough.
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all.

✘ The girl continued to scream, and it was beginning to annoy Kyler. At one point, he thought she was just insane, until she slapped her hand over her mouth and began to shake. He looked at himself and looked at the white lines that covered his arms, they were all scars made by him. Could that be scaring her? All of a sudden Kyler felt bad as he watched her cry. She began to speak for the first time, saying please. He stood there, and blinked. What is she doing? He thought, not daring to say anything out loud. He might scare her more. Of course Kyler felt a little insulted when she started crying and screaming because he came around, but he said nothing about it. When she began to tell him to get her home, he took this as a yes to go closer, and since she probably wouldn't leave the bench, he scooped her up into his arms bridal style. "Since you're not telling me your name, I'm going to call you nameless." He said, biting his lip hard again. "So, nameless, where do you live?" He asked her. At this point in time, Kyler started wondering about his own home. Were his mom and dad okay?

He felt blood trickle down his chin and he lapped it up with his tongue, not wanting to get it on Nameless in his arms. He began walking towards where he thought she lived, she looked like a well dressed girl, so he quickly assumed that she came from the good side of town. After a couple of minutes of walking, and humming a soft tune that could maybe lull her into a better mood, a black car pulled up beside them and he he watched as a girl and guy that looked like the girl in his arms came running towards him. He stared at them and flipped his hair, out of his eyes as the woman let out a sob. "Is she okay?" Her father, he assumed asked. Kyler nodded his head, and a sigh left his mouth. He took Nameless from his arms, and he stared at him as she was put into the back of the car.

"Where were you taking my daughter?" The woman asked as the door closed. The man came back and stood beside the woman, and he ran his scared fingers through his blond hair. "She wanted to go home, so I was trying to help her find the way home. She looked so scared, I wasn't going to leave her by herself, no matter how many times she screamed at me." He said. Kyler was a friendly guy if you looked past his destructive habbits towards himself. "Oh thank you so much. Is there anything we can do for you?" The man asked. Kyler found himself picking at the skin on his own wrist peeling off a scab from the other day. "There is one thing, I need a place to stay... My parents kicked me out for the night because I made my mom cry..." He muttered.

[xX_niikisaurus]

❝ 2am; where do I begin,
Crying off my face again.
The silent sound of loneliness
Wants to follow me to bed.❞

Alexzandria grew stiff and cold when Kyler walked up to her and picked her up bridal style. Her eyes widened and she screamed once and began to hyperventilate. He said that he was going to call her nameless, and then asked where she lived but she was too afraid to say anything. She shook in his arms and watched as he began to leave the park. Her eyes widened again and once again she screamed. Soon enough she passed out from fear, her body seemed lifeless in Kylers arms but she was still breathing. She was unaware of what was going on. At least that was until she woke up in the back a car. Alexzandria screamed, but then she quickly shut up realizing it was her parents car. The door was closed, but her parents weren't in the car with her. She could hear voices though. She heard her fathers voice and her mother sobbing quietly. She listened as her mother asked where Kyler was taking her.

When she heard Kylers response she some how managed to smile. Though still terrified she stopped crying, but she was still shaking. When her mother thanked him and asked if they could do anything for him she heard his response and froze in shock. Someone other then her parents stay with them? Alexzandria would be terrified to leave her room. And even though he seemed like a nice boy, he was the first person Alexzandria met in years. The only people Alexzandria knew were her parents. She hasn't ever met other people because when ever she did well... this is what happened. She'd scream, hyperventilate, have panic attacks and eventually pass out. And her fathers response shocked her the most, because he actually said yes.

The car ride home was torture to Alexzandria. She hadn't noticed how far she ran until they started driving. To make matters worse, Kyler sat in the back with her. Sure, he was on the far end but Alexzandria was still huddled up against the door. The only thing that kept her from crying out was her parents being there. Their presence even calmed her down enough to let her talk. Her mom asked in a concerned voice, drying the last tear "Why'd you run off like that Alexzandria? What did you think? That your illness was gone and you could just run off?" Alexzandria hated it when her parents called her fear an illness. Sure, it pretty much destroyed her life but it wasn't an illness. Quietly she replied, "It's a fear... not an illness." Her father shook his head. He scoffed, "Yeah? Well why is your fear taking over your life."

Alexzandria just shrugged. She didn't know why... she was just to afraid... Of people, the outdoors, society. She glanced over at Kyler, she almost forgot he was even there. Now that she was all calmed down she actually noticed him. His hair was a bright blonde. His eyes were hazel and he had a septum piercing like her. He looked normal. But she looked at his arms and noticed scabs, scars and the stitches. Her eyes widened, suddenly her fear flowed back. She began to hyperventilate. Quickly her mom turned around, "Zandria? Sweetie? Calm down. It's okay. I promise. Kyler helped you. He's a good boy." Alexzandria looked up at her mom and whimpered like a small puppy. Her mother leaned over, smoothed her hair and kissed her on the forehead. Surprisingly the slightest touch of her mother calmed her down. Her mother looked at the confused but silent Kyler. She knew she had to explain.

Her mother smiled at Kyler and said in a soft voice, "Alexzandria's been isolated from other people, and the outdoors ever since she was in 1st grade." Alexzandria watched Kylers expression go from confused to shocked. But her mother continued, "She has Anthropophobia... She's just so afraid of everyone except for us... She's terrified of leaving the house. That's why she screamed and passed out when you approached and touched her." Alexzandria noticed Kyler look at her, 'He probably thinks I'm insane' she thought. Her mom noticed them look at each other, both with equally terrified looks on their faces. Her mom smiled and touched Kyler gently on the shoulder, "Give her a few days... she'll come around eventually..."

I'm a ghost of a girl that I want to be most...
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well.

x x xx x x

[Vegas In Flames]

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Ｋｙｌｅｒ Ｓａｇｅ Ｂｒｙａｎｓ
Pain, without love.
Pain, I cant get enough.
Pain, I like it rough.
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all.

✘ Kyler stayed silent the whole ride to their home. He listened to Alexzandria's parents speak about his sleeping arrangments, and he almost fell asleep leaning against the door. He didn't want to scare Alexzandria anymore then he already did, so he stayed closer to the door. His blonde hair fell into his eyes as he dozed off. The ride seemed to take forever, but Kyler didn't care. The leather seat of the car was enough to lull Kyler to sleep. It was better then sleeping under a tree in the darkness. Moments later his body lunged forward into the seat, and he sat up straight, looking to see what they stopped for. Mr. Lowsen had stopped the car infront of a very, large house. He stared, his mouth ajar. Kyler closed his mouth and began to pick at the scabs on his wrist again; it was something he did when he was surprised. Though, he shouldn't really be suprised at the nice car they pulled up in and the expensive looking clothing the three were wearing.

"Nice house." Kyler muttered quietly as they all got out. He followed Mr. Lowsen into the large house after her smiled and said thanks to Kylers compliment. Kyler stared as he examined the whole house. It was beautiful, too beautiful Kyler didn't even know what say. He followed Mr. Lowsen in the silence. He was a shown to a decent sized room with a comfy looking bed. He thanked Mr. Lowsen and sat down on the bed, rolling so he laid on his stomach. His wrist hurt from his excessive scab picking, but it was the good kind of hurt, the hurt that lulled him to sleep every night. He sighed and shoved his face into the pillow and peeled off his sweater and shirt, leaving his skinny jeans on.

He had scars all over his body. Long one, big ones, scabs and old ones from way back when. The scars are what scared people away from him. "It's a fear... not an illness." Alexzandria told her mother, it made him think of what he's been doing to himself. How addicting the pain has gotten for him, cutting himself had become like any other normal routine for him, like brushing his teeth, or eating breakfast in the morning with his mother. Or even the monthly visits to the hospital he had to have.

Kyler stayed awake for quite some time, before he felt restless. He needed to get something to cure the empty feeling in his chest. So he began to search for anything sharp in the room that would prove usefull to pierce skin. No, he wasn't going to kill The Lowsens, he was going to cut himself so he can sleep properly.

[xX_niikisaurus]

❝ 2am; where do I begin,
Crying off my face again.
The silent sound of loneliness
Wants to follow me to bed.❞

Alexzandria opened the door right when it came to a stop and darted inside. She ran upstairs and into her room slamming the door behind her. She locked it and jumped onto her bed. She picked up the ihome remote and turned it on. Immediately music started playing. She had an ipod touch which had pandora on it. So it was playing Asking Alexandria and anything that sounded like them. As Scary Monsters And Nice Sprites by Skrillex blasted throughout her room she laid down and stared at her ceiling. She stared and thought about everything that happened today. She thought about the rush she felt when she jumped out of her window and started running. She thought about the instant fear she felt when she realized what she did. She thought about the pure terror she felt when she saw Kyler approach her. She thought about Kyler in general. She had been so isolated from other people. She hadn't seen a guy, other than her father, in years. She forgot how sweet some guys could be... and unlike her father, Kyler was a sweet guy.

Alexzandria wanted to apologize to Kyler for screaming in his face. But she couldn't bring herself to do it. She was too scared. Too nervous. She could hardly bring herself to go downstairs, even though she could smell cookies in the oven. Her mom loved to bake, but the only time she would bake cookies was when Alexzandria would have either a panic attack or melt down. She knew that once they were done her mother would be upstairs knocking on her door with a plate full of them. The smell was so amazing. So comforting. Alexzandria wanted to go downstairs and just sit in the kitchen waiting for them to be done. Like she used to when she was younger. Like she used to before her fear took over her life. Her father was right. Alexzandria's Anthropophobia was taking over her life. And as scared as she was, she needed to get it fixed. She knew that if she didn't she'd be sent to a loony house. After all, her parents wouldn't be around for ever.

Alexzandria always knew that it was taking over her life. But, she just always refused to accept it. Until now. Running away kind of made her realize that. And she knew the first thing that she needed to do in order to get over her fear was to go downstairs, even if Kyler was in the house. Breathing deeply, she paused her music and walked over to her door. She put her hand on the door knob and unlocked it. Hesitantly, she opened the door. When the door opened the smell of cookies grew stronger and Alexzandria's stomach growled. She peeked her head out the door, the coast looked clear. So she walked out and walked down the hall towards the stairs. As she did she passed the bathroom and saw the light on, the door was cracked open slightly. Curiously she gently pushed the door opened thinking it was either her mom or dad.

When the door opened completely to reveal Kyler she froze. She held back a scream and somehow managed to stutter, "I-... I... Uhm.... I... er..." She knew she probably sounded like an idiot so she slowly backed up and closed her eyes breathing deeply. She opened her eyes and looked at the floor as she said, "I...-I'm going downstairs... My mom's making cookies..." She sighed, proud of herself for managing to say that. Sure she was shaking with fear but at least she said something. She opened her eyes and noticed he had a razor blade in his hand and saw blood trickling down his arm over the sink. Her eyes widened. He was cutting himself. And even though she knew she should have been afraid she wasn't. She wasn't because she did the same thing. She usually did it after having a panic attack, but for some reason the thought hadn't crossed her mind. Probably because she was too caught up on the fact that someone she didn't know was in her house.

She slowly walked towards him. She was shaking with fear, her hands were visibly shaking. But for the first time in her life it wasn't stopping her. Probably because she just wanted to stop him, even though she knew the feeling took your mind off of fear, pain... anything. "Stop" she said in a barely audible voice. Not realizing what she was doing she placed a shaky hand on his arm and took the razor from his hand. She looked at him, fear in her eyes. She had no idea how she was managing being so close to him. Maybe because it was the fact that they were in her own home and she felt safer. Less afraid. But it didn't matter. With the razor blade in her hand she wiped it off on her shirt and backed up slowly out of the bathroom.

I'm a ghost of a girl that I want to be most...
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well.

x x xx x x

[Vegas In Flames]

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Ｋｙｌｅｒ Ｓａｇｅ Ｂｒｙａｎｓ
Pain, without love.
Pain, I cant get enough.
Pain, I like it rough.
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all.

✘ Kyler stared at Alexzandria. Did she really just do that. He stared down at his bleeding wrist and reached over and turned on the tap, washing his cut, trying to do something that would keep his cool. The sting of the hot water made him shutter, and he bit back a smile. He reached and grabbed some toilet paper after his arm burned from the hot water and the new cut on his wrist. He wrapped the toilet around the cut, but the blood kept seeping through. He sighed, "Do you have any bandages? I've got this thing where I wont stop bleeding" He asked her softly, moving from his position near the sink. She began to back away as he walked closer, and his eyes looked her up and down, than he remembered he had no shirt on, she would be able to see most of the self-made scars on his body.

He sighed, "I'm sorry if I scare you" he muttered softly. The blood dripped down his wrist as he moved it around, the pain coming back to him. He grunted softly, and realized that he had moved close enough that they were both standing in the hallway, Alexandria up against the wall and him close enough to feel her ragged breath on his chest.

He completely forgot about her fear of people and society and his head fell onto her shoulder, and he fell back, the blood loss making his head spin. He hadn't cut himself deep and it needed no true medical attention from a doctor; it needed a band-aid or something. He backed away from her, some how ending up against a wall himself and he slid down it, a smile on his lips. The feeling was putting him in a complete state of europhia. He was in his own little mind as his own blood led a trail straight to him.

ooc; Epic writers block. D: SORRY.

[xX_niikisaurus]

❝ 2am; where do I begin,
Crying off my face again.
The silent sound of loneliness
Wants to follow me to bed.❞

Alexzandria met Kylers stare as she backed out of the door. She watched him run the cut under hot water. He shuddered and for a second she thought he was in pain until he smiled. She was half way out of the bathroom, she watched him wrap toilet paper around his bleeding wrist. The blood was seeping out pretty fast. Alexzandria stopped midway though the bathroom door when he asked about bandages. He mentioned something about having something that prevents his blood to clot. 'Does he mean Hemophilia?' she thought. She watched as he began to move from the sink and towards her. As he began to walk closer, she slowly started to back up. No matter how much she backed up he walked closer. She watched as his eyes scanned her body, she held her breath. She began to shudder with fear as he got closer and closer. Kyler had no shirt on. She saw that his body was covered in scars. He mumbled something but she didn't quiet know what exactly he said. From what Alexzandria heard he said something along the lines of him being sorry.

In a voice barely audible she whispered, "It's okay..." Her body shaking with fear, she looked at his bleeding wrist. As he moved it around blood dripped to the floor. He continued to walk closer and closer until they were both standing in the hallway. Alexzandria backed up against a wall and he was gently pressed up against her, she could feel his breath on her forehead and she clenched her mouth shut and closed her eyes. Part of her was afraid, part of her wanted to kiss him. For a moment she forgot about her own fear. She looked at him and leaned slightly closer to his face, just when she was going to kiss him his head fell on her shoulder and her fear came back. Kyler backed away from her and she watched as he backed up against the opposite wall and slid to the ground. Shockingly, he smiled. Which confused Alexzandria but she didn't question him.

Quickly she remembered about him asking for some bandages. She shook her head and quickly walked into the bathroom and frantically began looking for some. She found a box of Hello Kitty band-aids but nothing else. Alexzandria shrugged to herself and took three large ones. She quickly walked out of the bathroom and knelt down next to Kyler. He was in a daze so she didn't even bother explaining why they were Hello Kitty. Forgetting her fear she wiped the blood off his wrist with her sleeve and gently put the band-aids on his wrist. He was still out of it. She knew he would need something, anything to eat and drink. So she ran downstairs doing her best to avoid her parents and got a glass of milk from the fridge. With that she grabbed the plate of fresh cookies on the counter and ran back upstairs.

She quickly walked past Kyler and placed the glass of milk and plate of cookies in the guest room. Walking back into the hall she gently and silently helped Kyler up and into the guest room and sat him on the bed. Alexzandria waited quietly for Kyler to come back to consciousness as she sat on the edge of the bed.

I'm a ghost of a girl that I want to be most...
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well.

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[Vegas In Flames]

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Ｋｙｌｅｒ Ｓａｇｅ Ｂｒｙａｎｓ
Pain, without love.
Pain, I cant get enough.
Pain, I like it rough.
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all.

✘ Kyler woke up in the bed he was given for the night, Alexzandria sitting at the foot of bed with him. He stared at her then his eyes went to his wrist, where a hello kitty band-aid kept his blood from dripping everywhere. He looked at her and smiled sheepishly. "Thanks for that..." He whispered, sitting up slowly. He twisted his wrist around and then spotted the cookies on the table beside his bed. He reached over and grabbed one, stuffing it in his mouth, not realizing how hungry he was. He picked up another cookie and bit into it and he looked around. "So, Alex, if I may call you that..." He started, taking another bite of his cookie, "How old are you?" He asked, wondering if she'd speak to him. He did some stupid things before he passed out, and he wondered if she hated him. His thoughts brought him back to his parents, and he wondered if they hated him now. It wasn't the first time he made his mother cry and disappointed his father.

His dad wanted him to be captain of the foot ball team, someone everyone loved. But Kyler turned out to be the opposite of that, and it seemed to have affected his father in the worst way. The thought made him angry, it made him want to cut himself again, but he had to hold back, Alex was beside him, he didn't want to make her fear him more. He held his breath, and than opened his mouth to take another bite of the cookie.

Kyler raised his hand up to run through his blond hair, he thought about dying it red, but he didn't have the money to do so. He would have to go buy some red dye as soon as he had the money. He looked at Alex and he noticed her piercings, and he smiled. "Did your piercings hurt?" He asked. Kyler had his own piercings; a septum and snake bites done. He wanted to get angel bites, but it would look stupid with his snake bites. He shook his head, letting his blond hair fall in front of his eyes as he chomped the rest of the cookie.