Love is scary to me, all I known love was is pain and sleeping with markings on your body showing how love truly is. I wish I never fell in love but I don’t care anymore.

  Love is a painful word of the past and human life. Love in the human world was bruises and being forced to do things you were uncomfortable with. Love, I don’t know, still painful but not as painful as the past. I’m still falling for the ones I watch from the distance.

  I am crushing again, not saying who anymore but it will go away fast, they will reject my confession like how my dad wanted to reject me when I was born and wanted me up for adoption, good day to my father.

  When it comes to love, I’m scared of marriage and raising a family of my own with the person I love. What would my children look like? Who will I marry? Who will be my first dead kiss? Who will be the one to cuddle me? Who will be the one holding my hand? Those are questions I ask myself and others as well. 

  I sit on my bed ready to see the girls who hurt me and I will fight them, a physical fight, I will fight Jackson as well, great revenge comes in a body of a freak like me. I will fight them like my lover harmed me.

  I get out of bed the next morning and go to work with a smirk and my fists ready to meet there face. I walk into the building and I see Jackson and the two girls that hurt me staring at me, I smile at them and wave hello and leave.

  When break comes around I sit in the same table, same seat, same area, nice lighting as usual and comfortable seat. One of the girls walk up to me and drags me out of my seat, they kick me but this time I trip them with my Cupid arrow and stab there legs with it, they scream in pain, I lose control of myself and when I gain control again my fists are bloody and I see Jackson on the ground not moving, did I just kill them? Oh god...

  I leave as fast as I could to the bathrooms and when I go into the bathrooms a girl sees the blood on me and yells “A DEMON! Run!” And she runs. I washed my hands and tears run down my face, am I really a demon? Great.

  I get arrested for killing a Angel and hospitalizing two angels. They question me on why I did that, I said “I did it out of love”. I hold my flower petals in my hands and I think on how my only friend would think of me if he found out what I have done. Great job Aiko, you idiot Aiko.