Elise hates the doctor. With every living cell of her she hates it. She has a a condition, that's like extreme polar personalities. Except one of her sides that sometimes comes out, is dangerous. One that finds pleasure in hurting people.

She had hurt me a while ago, and for a year she left me. Left me because she was scared that history was going to repeat itself.

She was one of the two people in this world that had this going on. Sometimes I wonder if it would be better for her to meet up with that other person, just to know that she isn't alone. Maybe something's could be said between them that they couldn't say to anyone else.

I looked at my curled up girlfriend that was clutched to me as we laid in bed. She still had some cherry left in her cheeks and her hair was flattened on the pillow.

"Have I ever told you that you're the best girlfriend in the world?" I asked her.

"I don't think so." She told me. The smile on my face grew just looking at her.

"Well you are," I told her "and do you know what the best girlfriends in the world do?" I asked her.

"No, I do not." Elise answered. I leaned my face closer to hers.

"They give the best kisses." I whispered to her as my lips met her's. No other words were said from then on, only the groans when my mom called us to leave for the doctor.

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Author's Note

I'm really sorry for these crappy short chapters here.

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