Chapter Eighteen - Life and Death

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So far, this day has been utter crap. For some reason, I keep getting random flashbacks, ever since Ron K. had come along. With he and Grell back at the English Branch, life really isn't as hard as it used to be. Well... Sorta. 

"Char-chan, if you don't get your grades up, they're going to kick you out of the school!" Haruhi is trying a last attempt to help me, but nothing will work. I can't help it. I keep falling asleep in class for some reason, even though I don't sleep. I am tempted by food, even though I don't eat it. What is wrong with me?

"I'm sorry, okay?" I snap. "I'm trying really hard! You just don't understand because you are super smart and a human."

"Hey! I can't help it, all right?" Haruhi sighs. 

"Whatever," I groan. "Oh, look. We're here."

Haruhi and I push open the door to the club room. Today looks like a normal day, as outfits were not thrust into our arms. I don't bother doing anything, I just fall onto one of the velvety sofas. There has to be something wrong with me, but what?

"Charlotte-chan. Please get up. The club is opening in five minutes," Kyoya stands above me, mindlessly writing in his notebook again. 

"Fuck off, Kyoya," I growl. 

"I ask that you do not use such profane language in the club," Kyoya stares down at me, his glasses glinting. 

"I don't like repeating myself," I stuff my face in a pillow. 

Kyoya sighs. "I can also threaten."

"Oh, really?" I scoff, my voice muffled from the pillow.

Kyoya looked away for a second. "Michaelis-sensei is just down the hall."

Oh, yes. Sebastian. I forgot to mention that he became a teacher here. My teacher. Now, I hate classes even more.

"Fine, fine," I groan, sitting up. "At least let me keep the pillow?"

"No."

"My gosh, Ootori," I walk up to him. "Don't be so... Stiff." I push Kyoya's shoulder and he leans back a little, before falling forward again.

Kyoya let a grin slip by as I walked over to the kitchen to make some coffee and tea.

Miss Charlotte?

Michaelis.

Are you okay?

Oh my GOD! I KEEP TELLING EVERYONE! I AM FINE!

I don't think-

Shut up, Michaelis. Shut your bitching demon mouth!

Miss Charlotte.

Get out of my head! Go! Leave me alone!

I smash a tea cup against the wall. Takashi rushes into the room at the sound of the shattering china. I lean against the cupboards, bring my knees to my chest, and wrap my arms around my legs.

"Charlotte. Are you okay?" Takashi leans down next to me.

"I'm fine, Takashi. Leave me alone," I whisper.

Takashi leaves, only to be replaced by Kyoya.

"Charlotte-chan, you have to get ready for the club," Kyoya urges.

"Shut. Up. Kyoya."

"Charlotte-chan, please," Kyoya kneels down next to me.

My breathing is shuddering, and my hands are trembling. "I can't do it today, Kyoya-senapi. I can't."

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