RWBY - The madness of Lappland

Lappland pov

It would be strange . If it was not normal for me . Although For many it would be like living in a nightmare where you feel that there is always someone watching you and that there is always the possibility that you will wake up with someone's face right next to yours . But I don't remember a time when it was different .

Voices

Hallucinations

Nightmares

Lack of control and memory loss

And villas of other things . I am used to this , and so I normally ignore this kind of crap . Unfortunately it's not always possible to ignore it , especially not when your hormones work with your twisted mind , filling you with emotions you don't want . It's like endless mood swings during a period . But in this case I don't need a period and the volatility is much greater . And the period only makes it worse .

' But does anyone care ? '

I asked myself, wondering why I was thinking about it. After all, it doesn't matter because it can't be changed. And even if it did, would it be worth changing ? After all, this instability this otherness is part of me . Well at most I would get rid of this lack of control over myself . It would be nice not to be controlled by extreme emotions . Still , who cares ... Maybe Blake .

However, returning with all thoughts and senses to the current situation . Looking at the other me , who was before me . Only by that smile she is giving me , I already knew that it was certainly a familiar machination , no random hallucination or strange mental detachment . It is a part of me that I certainly would like to get rid of .

Another me : " And what ? Is smoking this , helps in something ? No strange visions , hallucinations , psychosis ? No voices in the head ? "

She asked sarcastically with a wolfish grin . She teased me , trying to get me off balance as usual . But already accustomed after a lifetime of dealing with it , I felt nothing towards these words or provocation . I just continued to sit in the same position as I was sitting , smoking slowly , not dropping eye contact with me before me .

Another Lappland: " You are a little less angry . Yesterday you were funnier and more emotional . Now you are boring again . Although that may be due to Blake's choking session . You unloaded all of your emotions on her poor skinny neck . Hahahaha hah . This bitch must have enjoyed it too ..."

Said the other me laughing at the end . Her words, however, were like pins driven into my ears . Unfortunately I knew that even if she covered them her voice would still be audible . After all, she is sitting in my head . And while we're on the subject of sitting . The other me , get up from her position , to sit next to me on the stairs . To be precise on the right side of me . And she do this to my increasing resentment .

Another me : " Still I think we should do something more than just choking her . Well you know ... If you would just squeeze a little tighter , a little longer ... "

Another me was speaking . And I tried at the time not to care about her words . I tried to pretend that she was not there . But unfortunately , my emotions are acting on their own without my control . Their control is not something I can do .

Other me : " mmmm good shit hahAhaHa hahahh HAhah".

Said the other me , leaning closer to me , only to inhal the smoke from my cigarette and laughed . Strangely enough this time the smoke seemed to be attracted to her normally . But I didn't pay much attention to it as I fought my emotions . And in response to my lack of response , the arm of the other me , wrapped around my shoulders . And then I could not stand .

' Fuck control . Even if I can't hit her . At least an attempt to do so will be enough to satisfy my urge . '

I thought , pulling out and holding the cigarette with my right hand . Then with my left hand I quickly grabbed the neck of me , sitting next to me and surprisingly I felt her in my grasp . At that moment she would have already dissipated , vanished like the illusion that she is .

But not this time . The situation at the moment became strange . However, I already had suspicions about what was going on . So I tightened my grip and smiled broadly , looking without blinking into the eyes of the other me .

Lappland: " I will kill you . "

I said with a growl , squinting my eyes and tensing my muscles . I was already about to twist the neck of this monstrosity with my face , on which the smile only widened and the eyes filled with sick anticipation .

But at that moment the other me disappeared and the person sitting next to me , the person I was holding by the neck turned out to be a young boy with pircineg all over his face and strangely colored hair cut into an mohawk. So it was as I expected .

In addition to the piercings on his face, I could also see the utter horror on it. I felt his hands tighten on my wrist , but he did not fight too hard . Apparently my nails , which were close to piercing the skin of his neck , calmed his urge for freedom .

In addition, my unbroken gaze may also have had an impact on the fact that he froze in stillness . However, the exact reasons do not matter . What matters is the result . He's terrified and I don't blame him . Because he should .

' But why should he be frightened ? '

I asked myself without much reason . Since he is an " innocent " boy and not this machination of my mind that provoked me , shouldn't I then let him go and apologize ? Normally I would have let him go . But , I realized that the one who put his arm around me and who was leaning so close to me .... It had to be him and not my imagination .

Proof of this could be that I just saw him take his hand from my shoulder to grab my wrist . Besides his smell was too distinct and too close to me . Now I don't have to mention that I very much dislike being so close to someone else . And especially I do not like to be touched by strangers .

So aware of what was happening to me in my unconscious state . I felt even more bitter that someone was trying something with me . This made me mad . But still I couldn't help but keep a grin on my face . And yet I did not feel that my eyes showed anything of that grin . At most they must have been cold enough for the boy in my embrace to freeze .

He was like that even when I tightened my grip on his neck to the point that I physically felt like I was crushing his throat . And when his own hands finally clamped tighter on my wrist . When my skinny fingers kneaded the skin of his neck , when my nails dug into his skin . That feeling of having his life , in my hand , without much effort on my part . It made me show my teeth in the smile . The fear in the boy's eyes was all I wanted now .

However, I did not know what to do with him . Kill him ? He looked young , sixteen maybe seventeen ? However, it did not matter too much . After all, I killed younger ones . Much younger . And he breaks some of my ... Delicate boundaries .

The boundaries that the blonde named Yang crossed too in the club . But for the breaking of which she did not get a lesson because of Blake . However , even if , she would not get hit hard . At most I would have pushed her away and grabbed her by the collar to ask what she was thinking .

Other than that , it wasn't that bad . She just did it without asking . She even smelled pretty good , it didn't put me off . Of course she didn't smell as good as Blake . Besides , the feeling of her breasts was also not bad but still not as good as Blake . But this boy . He stinks of sweat and testosterone . And inferring from the smell , this disgusting pervert was really excited just now ."

" Completely disgusting . "

I said to his face . But suddenly I felt someone leaning on my back . Then I felt a light breath of air reach my delicate ear making it twitch . Then the words went straight to my ear .

' Do you like this blonde that much ? '

Asked a whisper in my ear , with convincing surprise .

' Well if you like her so much then why not sleep with her ? After all, she doesn't seem to be against the idea either . I would rather say that she is all for the idea . '

Continued the voice , whispering further in my ear , confusing me with its words . After all , why the hell would I do that .....

' We had it planned . Don't you remember you don't want to leave Blake alone ? '

Said the voice losing its calm temperament in favor of a more cracking voice . And I knew right then that I had been fooled again . And the laughter echoing in my head only confirmed it . Immediately with this chaos in my head I began to feel a powerful headache and my anger turned into a stronger grip on the neck of my victim . At the same moment I also realized what those words were about . And I was disgusted .

' HaHah haHah HahAhaha Ha ... You want to do it don't pretend to be a saint . How many times did you look at Hazel's ass how many times did you feel jealous when others looked at her in the club .... And don't say anything about protecting your friend . I know very well what you had in mind when looking at her body every now and then . '

I heard the whispering , but the uninterrupted laughter that overlapped with it did not let me hear what was being talked about .

' How many times when Blake cast you aside , you unconsciously wanted to seek comfort with another girl? Don't pretend it didn't happen . So don't pretend that you are not interested in other pretty girls . '

I listened , not quite grasping what was going on because there was too much going on . I was stunned and the discomfort and tingling in my head intensified .I knew that I couldn't stand it anymore .

" Shut Up already . I will ..... I will kill you . Hahah hahah !!!! "

I shouted like crazy to the voice in my head . My hand , which was holding the cigarette struck my temple as if trying to knock it out of my head . The laughter spreading through it, was like nails scrambling on a blackboard . It drove me to the depths of madness . To the point where the world began to lose its colors and I began to lose my perception of the world around me .

I fought it not wanting to end up like last night . This is torture . This made me want to scratch my face . But the years of living this way allowed me to weigh with it . Eventually, however, everything quieted down and returned to normal . At the same time the boy also seemed to react to my behavior .

' I almost forgot about him '

I thought with amusement . Although I felt that my eyes did not show it . And after looking into the puddle located right next to the stairs, I saw that I was indeed not joyful. In the black and white image reflected through the puddle I saw my eyes partially covered with hair and shadows, in which there was not an ounce of warmth . My smile had now disappeared replaced by a lack of any expression .

Instead, other me leaning on my back smiled broadly with a sadistic smile and a silver gleam in her eyes . I felt her weight but not her touch . Looking back at the boy, however . I knew that for him this situation looks completely different . He had no right to know what was happening . So his only assumption must have been that I was talking to him .

' He is unconscious '

I thought without worrying too much about it . At least he did not pee himself . But the question still remains.

" What should I do with him ? "