Phoenix

He is the epitome of perfection.

As far as I'm concerned, I'd pledge my allegiance to him in a heartbeat if the need be. Hell, I'd form an entire religion just to worship him.

My shrine wouldn't be enough, I'd need to dedicate a whole room to my precious. (A/N Gollum much?)

It pained me when I watched him shove pill after pill down his throat just to relieve himself of all his problems. Anxiety, depression and others.

All he needs is a little bit of love in his life, and I'm just the person to give it to him. I'd give him so much that he'd beg me to stop, but I'd keep doing it.

Forever

I just want him to be happy, and I want him to love me. Is that so bad?

*~*~*~*

"...nix? Phoenix, are you listening to me?"

Very slowly, I craned my neck upwards, peeling my eyes off of the screen of my phone and was met with a pair of icy blue eyes that belonged to closest and only friend, Annie Leonhardt.

"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention." Was my blatant response. I went right back to scrolling through my pictures of him, which was much more entertaining than whatever Annie had to say to me.

An exasperated sigh left Annie's lips before four of her five slender fingers appeared in my screen and very casually, took my phone away.

I inhaled sharply as she stuffed the phone in her bag and continued walking forward like nothing happened. I glared after her as my lips curled downwards in a frown.

If Annie wasn't the only person in my life, I would've stuck a knife in her skull right now.

The girl took my mercy for granted, thinking she could have her way with me. More than once, I'd pinned her to a wall and whispered death threats in her ear, hoping to scare her into respecting me.

She never understood what type of threat I was to her life, the things I would do to her if I deemed it necessary. The emotional connection between both of us wasn't deep enough for me to care of her opinion of me, she was just my friend.

I quickened my pace so I was walking beside her, eyeing her bag every now and then. I tried to find an opening, but the girl held her bag securely around her waist.

She knew I wanted my phone back but wouldn't let me dream of it.

Our school's gate came into view and Annie's pace quickened to the point she was almost running. I stared after her, confused as to why she was suddenly in a hurry. She was never this eager to cross the gates, unless she had to meet someone...

With lightning fast movements, I grabbed Annie's right wrist just as she was about to cross the gates and pinned her to the wall, holding her hand above her head. My free hand cupped her cheek and I could've sworn I felt it heat up.

"You're testing my patience, Annie." I whispered in her ear. I could hear her breathing, it was shaky. For a second, she seemed almost intimidated or something or the sort. I quickly dismissed the thought but let it linger at the back of my mind, when it came to the Annie Emotions, I was at a loss.

I traced a path with my index finger from her cheek to her neck, then her chest and finally to her bag which swung around lazily beside her ribcage area.

Annie gulped and I could hear that shaky breathing again. Then there were the whispers of people passing by, this was bound to spread rumors about our relationship. But I didn't care, if this was what it took to get through to Annie then so be it.

"Ph-Phoenix, stop. My...my wrists hurt."

I almost lost my composure. Annie seemed so weak and helpless, even vulnerable. It made me feel weird in a way I didn't like. The way she blushed and the way her thighs rubbed against each other made me feel funny.

I pushed my thoughts to the back of my mind and focused on intimidating Annie. I pressed a finger against her lips as if telling her to be quiet then traced a circle around them. Her mouth twitched in response.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson." My grip on her wrist tightened. "Be sure to remember it."

I drew my face closer to hers, almost completely closing the space between us. I would've kissed her there but I'd be betraying him and establishing myself as gay, the former of which was more horrifying.

I tilted my head to the side and her eyes squeezed shut. I didn't kiss her or anything, I just bit her neck.

And I bit it hard.

Annie released a yelp of pain and surprise. I pulled away and flicked my tongue over the injury before putting a reasonable distance between us.

I gave a satisfied smirk as Annie's arms fell on either side of her, almost as if they'd gone limp. Her icy blue eyes shook, might as well have been vibrating. The reminder if left on her neck was clear as day and would be very hard to conceal if she tried.

I stepped forward again and she backed up against the wall. This time, I simp,y re she'd towards her, unzipped her bag and took out my prized possession.

As I stepped back, I noticed a lot of people had been watching. A few even had their cameras out, a greater deal held heavily disappointed or disgusted expressions.

I scoffed and glanced back at Annie who seemed too petrified to move. I gave another satisfied smirk, I was pleased with her reaction but profusely confused as to why she chose today of all days to give such an entertaining reaction to my actions.

I walked through the gates with my eyes focused on my pictures of him shirtless. They were by far my favorite and gave me thoughts. Thoughts like him tied up in my basement with my only a pair of trousers on.

As I walked towards my shoe locker, never once taking my eyes off the screen, I felt a warm liquid begin to drip from my nose. I knew it was blood because it splashed on my screen.

With an annoyed grumbled, I wiped my nose with my sleeve and threw my head backwards, suppressing the flow of blood while simultaneously wiping my screen.

I squeezed my eyes shut as I walked, my head still up. It was just as I deemed it safe to bring it down again that I walked right into what I thought was a wall.

But alas, it was not a wall. Oh, it most definitely was not that.

It was him.

I'd just added insult to injury because my phone somehow managed to end up in his hands.

I could only watch from the floor as his expression grew from confused to horrified.