Schizophrenia

Chapter 1: Prologue

"Do it Kun"

"No."

"Just do it. It only hurts a little. Two little slashes in just the right places and before you know it you'll be gone from this wretched world"

"Okay"

Xukun woke up with a start, drenched in sweat. His breathing had quickened and he could feel his heart pounding in his ears.  It was hopeless, he could never get away from them. They were everywhere, even in his dreams, spinning his thoughts, destroying him from inside out.  Do this, do that; they always needed him to do something. Xukun sat up and looked around his room, searching for them.

"Could you please stop calling us them, Kun,"  a voice suddenly spoke up.

"Ya, it's rude" another voice joined in.

"I would stop calling you guys them if you actually called me by my real name! Where did Kun even come from?," He yelled quietly, not wanting to wake his parents and younger sister in the rooms nearby.

"Fine, Xukun," dragged out one of the voices.

"Thanks Naomi,"Xukun curtly replied, "And Momo?"

"Ugh why. I like Kun, it's cute like you," said Momo.

"Fine. I'm not gonna get anywhere with you anyway", he sighed.

"Yup. You know me so well by now Kun , it's great to know you actually care," Momo chirped.

"It's not like I have a choice," Xukun mumbled as he felt the two girls' presence slowly disappear, off to do whatever they did when they weren't pestering him.

He swung his legs over the side of his bed to check the time.

"It's only 3:13. Shit. Now what do i do..."Xukun whispered as he layed back down.

He was wide awake with absolutely nothing to do but stare at the gaping hole in the wall near his bed. It was after he was released from the goddamn hospital. For weeks after he slit his wrists and nearly died, the voices had stayed away.. He had thought he was done with them and that his pitiful attempt at trying to kill himself was enough. But no. The same day he was deemed fit enough to come home; they had come back as well. Stupid Momo and stupid Naomi. The demons of both his waking world as well as his sleeping one.

"You should just try again," Xukun heard from the other side of the bed.

Speak of the devil and so he appears; or in Xukun's case she.

He turned around to face the she-devil herself who was perched upon his small black nightstand. Momo was quite petite in appearance. She was about 15 years of age and small in stature. Accompanying her childish look, she had short, dark brown, hair;  paleish, white skin and small eyes with long dark eyelashes. Normal looking, except for one side factor, her eyes were a deep blood red in color.

Naomi stood right next to the red eyed demon, leaning against the wall. Just like Momo, she was around 15 and small, yet taller than Momo. Unlike  her partner  Naomi was of Indian descent with olive skin, black hair and dark brown eyes. Cute and person like yet, just like her younger counterpart had an unhuman-like feature, so did she. Naomi donned long,menacing claws that ended at her fingertips instead of where regular nails did.

Xukun knew what was coming. Whenever either or both of the girls appeared in their physical forms he knew he was in serious trouble..

Momo stared at him with her cold, calculating eyes before speaking up, "If you hate us so much you could always try to finish what you started. It's early. No one will find you in time. In just a few hours,  you'll be drained dry"