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Small World (1x1) [Telios & Flipperdoo2003]

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Chris sighed. Why did he even bother about hanging out with her and buying all those things for her?! Now he just made him pissed. He stormed downstairs and slammed the door closed. He then drove to school and furiously suffered his classes. Life of a depressed teenager...



After class was finished, he went straight to the car and sped all the way home. He stormed into his room, making sure that Kanya heard how pissed he was. He slammed the door and kicked his desk, causing all the stuff to fall down on the floor. Chris huffed, taking out a cigarette and smoking out on the window so that it went into her own room.
 
"Ugh... I hate smokers..." Kanya groaned, trying to do some homework from her last school. "I wish none of this happened..." She mumbled sadly, remembering about the accident and started to cry, sobbing. She clearly missed her real dad and she was changed completely due to that accident.
 
Chris heard Kanya's remark and shouted over to her own window. "Yeah? Well, I f***ing hate you!" Instantly he felt bad after he said it, but he wasn't going to take it back. "B****...You think I don't either!" Chris shouted, kicking another shelf and noise clattered the whole house.
 
"Sh-Shut up..." Kanya continued to sob. No one understood me... No one wanted me... I'm just garbage... Worthless... She eventually looked up and stared at the razor blade on her table. "What if..." She trailed off.
 
Chris knew something was up when it went silent suddenly. He also knew what she was thinking as he himself had done it many times before. He quickly sprinted out of the room and charged the door open. He saw the blade glinting in the sunlight and quickly threw it out the window. He started breathing heavily. "Ugh...Shi...t..." He breathed in and out, searching for his asthma pump in his pocket but couldn't find it. He realized that he must have left it at school. Chris fell down to the floor, clutching his chest desperately. He couldn't breathe. "H-Help..." He managed to let out.
 
Kanya yelped when the blade was throw away and her panicked eyes followed it, wanting to get it back. She kneeled onto her knees and sobbed into her hands before she noticed Chris heavy breathing. "M-Mom! D-Dad!"
 
"Yes, Honey?" Kanya's mother asked. His father instantly knew and ran up to the room and started pumping Chris' chest. "C'mon, Son!" Chris eyes fluttered open and closed, but then it closed solidly. His last sounds were screaming and shouting.





"Ugh..." Chris coughed, and opened his eyes. He saw Kanya sitting sadly in the corner. Chris sighed and looked down at his own body. "Shit..." He muttered, pulling the cover over his bare chest. His body was fatally skinny, but he did have some big muscles. The only thing Chris was embarrassed about was the multiple cuts that covered his whole body.
 
Kanya sat and curled up in the corner between her bed and the wall. She blamed herself of doing all of this. "I-It's m-my f-fault..." She mumbled over and over again, sobbing quietly.
 
Chris shook his head. "No, please, It happens all the time..." He coughed again, looking around a little more and noticed that they were alone. He put his hands behind him and tried to push himself up, which he did. The cover slid off his body and now revealing even more cuts and scars on his whole body. "Oh, Sorry..." He picked up his school top and slid it over his body. "I didn't mean what I said earlier." And he headed for the door, but turned around and waited for Kanya to say something
 
Kanya shook her head and just sat in the corner, curled up and shivering lightly. "Cruel world... Why won't it let me die..." She mumbled. Clearly she was having a small breakdown, disabling her to do anything or respond to anyone.
 
Chris sighed. What should he do? He held his head with his hand and walked over to Kanya and sat down next to her. He looked deeply into her eyes. "Listen, I don't know what you've been through...but..." Chris looked around nervously and moved his face towards hers and kissed her lightly on the lips. "I-I love you..."
 
"H-Huh...? Wh-What?" Kanya's blank stare changed as she blinked and looked up at Chris. "Y-You mean it...?" She wasn't prepared for this as this caught her completely off guard. She was shocked.
 
Chris nodded his head lightly, and widened his eyes at what he had just done. "Ugh...Sorry, I knew you wouldn't feel the same..." He looked so hurt and confused, and a tear rolled down his face.
 
"I-I'm not angry..." Kanya quietly answered, looking away with a sigh to calm down. "I'm clearly f***ed up, ain't I?" She asked sadly, holding her hands to her face to cover it. She wanted to shrink down and disappear.
 
"I was waiting for you to come out and try to suicide again..." Kanya said sadly, staring down at the floor.
 
"Life is cruel... I guess we would need to pull ourself over all of this s***." Kanya said, looking up at Chris with a soft smile. "Together."
 
Chris smiled at Kanya. "Yeah...Together..." He started staring at her lips, wanting to feel the touch again. "But...But you seem fine with what I just did..."
 
"You helped me to calm down. Isn't that enough? Or... Would you like me to suicide?" Kanra joked, of course.
 
"Yeah...It was just to calm you down..." Chris said, trying to resist the temptation to kiss Kanya again. What had he gotten himself into.
 
Kanya wrapped her arms around Chris and kissed him with a smile, doing that as a thank you. She soon broke the kiss while blushing lightly, her cheeks turning a soft pink. It could be easily said that this would be her first time due to her timid behaviors now.
 
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