Nameless

1. I couldn't control it

~So,this is my first story. Honestly I'm not ready to show my work to othre people because I lack self confidence lol. But here I am. I do not own any images and the story is mine. Even though some people may mistake the overall story with Ian&Nameless with D.I.D, this shitty story doesn't include any medical resources and its clearly fiction. Not only did I want to see people's reaction to my first work, but also point out how someone's carelessness can lead to serious problems. I wanted to engage fiction,mystery,friendship,and drama in this one and I hope the story is entertaining. Lol bet no one will read this but I would love to receive suggestions and advice for my story anyways sorrt for making y'all bored. Enjoy~

-What, you think you can handle it? Just let me finish this. Your "friends" won't save you. They don't care but you're pathetic enough to believe that they do. Now, before they humiliate us even more, give up!
I could hear his voice in my head, while Chris and his friends were punching me because "my presence was too annoying". I didn't have the power to fight, neither the will to do so. They always stop once I faint, so I should just endure it.
As if being beaten to death was not enough, Nameless was desperately trying to take my place. Once again, he would just fight back. I would get beaten even more because of him, once again. And once again, he managed to take over me and control my actions.
He smirked, his eyes not showing any emotions simply because he doesn't have any. That's makes him so terrifying. However, this time he felt something. It was anger. Losing always triggered Nameless. He hated when people looked down on him,me,us. I don't even know how to refer to myself anymore. Anyways, as he got up from the lake of his own blood, he looked straight at their eyes, that creepy smile was still there.
-Are you crazy? Asked Chris. What's with this sudden confidence?
Before he could say even more, Nameless took a knife out of our bag. Who would expect that i have anything more dangerous than a pair of scissors in my bag? He somehow managed to put a knife in there. As i recall, he aimed at Chris's chest and then left. I came to my senses, with a nearly dead kid in my arms. I finally could move by myself, but it was worthless now.
Teachers approached acting as if they hadn't realised what was happening a while ago. My heart was pounding, my mind went blank. My parents somehow managed to prevent me from getting expelled, and since then, even mosquitoes won't approach me.
And that was the first time Nameless completely paralysed me. To this day, he still threatens that he will hurt people when I don't obey him. Honestly, I still wonder how I ended up like this. Come to think about it. 5 years now, I live with another person in my head. I can't control my actions. I can't even open up to my friends. Not normal, huh? Well, when I created him, I didn't know my life would turn into a horror movie. I do things I once hated, I have become a monster. I just wanted a bit confidence. I started playing around and imagining the ideal me. I wanted to stop being a pushover. A cool guy. But its too late now. Because now I can't turn back. Now, I will have to endure thr loneliness I so dreamed of getting over. I have to share the same body with a psycho I mistakenly made.
-Hey, loser,get up. We will go somewhere.
He woke me up in the middle of the night AGAIN.
-Where?
-I have to meet some guys.
-I don't like them.
-I don't like your friends either. So should i just-
-No, please! Let's go....
Walking in the middle of the night, I was scared. Right when I was about to kindly ask Nameless to go back home, a bunch of guys approached us.
-Let me guess, you didn't bring the money? One of them asked.
No response. Was he expecting me to answer? I don't remember buying anything though...
-Look bro, I'm not gonna endure this anymore. I lend you money but that doesn't mean I won't break your bones if you don't pay me back.
Nameless just stood there. "I just came to say that I'm not planning on paying you back" what the hell did I just say? Does he want me to die? As one of the guys took out a gun, I lost consciousness. Of course, I just prove just how useless I am. But as I was lying down, I heard a familiar voice.
"Leave him alone".
It can't be...