[IC] Young, Reckless and Carefree.

[PuRe DaRkNeSs]

Chantelle looked at him, began smoking the blunt and handed him the first aid kit from under her bed. And began to fix him up as she continued to smoke the blunt.
"What the fuck cut you? Show me now."

[TheMM00s3]

As Chantelle fix him up he sighed turning his body slightly away from her, "It's nothing, don't worry about it..." He looked towards the ground in shame and his hair covered his face.

[PuRe DaRkNeSs]

Chantelle went into his pocket, grabbing the sharp item and pulling it out.
"Well, you need to stop this."
She threw the object on the floor and jumped on his lap, pushing him down on the bed and blowing smoke in his face.
"Its not good"

[TheMM00s3]

Clyde watched as the razor blade was thrown to the ground. He didn't respond to Chantelle when she spoke to him, he just eyed the small blade with a dark expression.

[PuRe DaRkNeSs]

Chantelle finished the blunt and threw it out the window before kissing him deeply, holding him down tightly.

[TheMM00s3]

Clyde moved away and gently pushed Chantelle off of him, he walked over the the razor blade and put it back into the box. After that, he started to walk towards the door, he seemed to have lost all emotion as he headed out, "I'll see you back at the school then..." With that he left and started towards the school grounds.

[PuRe DaRkNeSs]

Chantelle sat there, looking slightly let down. With a sigh, she lay back, cuddling the pillow as she stared into the mirror.

[TheMM00s3]

In reality, Clyde never actually planned on walking back to the school. Hell he didn't even leave property of Chantelle's house. As soon as he walked out the front door, he closed it and sat on the wall right next to it. He pulled his knees close to his chest, wrapping his arms around them and watching the world around him as it progressed, despite his problems. He found a small comfort in the fact that his problems never left an impact on the rest of the world.

[PuRe DaRkNeSs]

Chantelle looked around her room and sighed, wondered what on earth had she done wrong. She took the robe of and lay on her bed in her underwear, lighting up a cigarette.

[TheMM00s3]

Clyde sat outside next to the front door and watched the people walk be. He sighed and stood up, walking back inside entered Chantelle's room. "Look, I'm sorry for being so cold, I'm just not a person to talk about that kind of stuff with people." He stared at the floor in shame as he stood near the door.