Eliana
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Okay well my friends told me to post this so I will...
Just to warn you, it has 3 swears in it and discussion about suicide so don't say I didn't warn you XD
P.S: It's not 100% finished yet, so I may post the last part later.
Also, this may seem very familiar to some of you XD;
It was dark.
Although the full moon was at its height, ominous clouds were spread across the sky, concealing any means of light from the night sky. The only sound that could be heard was the waves crashing against the side of the old bridge, which experienced countless of nights such as this before.
Indeed, the Bay seemed to emit a chaotic aura.
In the midst of the silent chaos, a dark figure stood on the bridge, gazing at the rushing waves.
?What did I do to deserve this?? He thought in anguish. ?What did I do??
Rain began to fall, pounding against the now disturbed water. He glared up at the sky, as if blaming the rain for the pain he was drenched in. With diminished confidence, he tried to think positively.
?Maybe?she?ll come back??
But the thought only renewed his misery.
No, there was no hope left. But it wasn?t his fault this happened. This nightmare wouldn?t have happened if it weren?t for?
She isn?t coming back, J. Get over it.
A voice spoke, seeming to ignite anger in ?J?.
?It?s your f***ing fault Jimmy?? J said, gritting his teeth, infuriated.
Jimmy?s laughter echoed across the bridge.
J, listen. I want you to remember?just who f***ing saved your life?
J knew this was coming. He had no choice but to give in to Jimmy yet again.
?You?? J said flatly, hating the fact he answered the question.
Yes, exactly. And I?m going to help again, right now.
At these words, J wasn?t sure what was coming next. Jimmy continued;
Do me a favor, will you? Look in your jacket pocket. Left one.
J obeyed. Reaching into the pocket, he felt a cold object, and felt a wave of dread overcome him.
Yes, J?just one second of pain. Wouldn?t you prefer one second over the rest of your life? It?s worth it, J. You don?t want to hear this, but you have nothing left to live for. You?re like me. We?re both f***ed up, so get used to it.
The very words struck J like knives.
?You?re like me??
They echoed in his mind, over and over, mocking him endlessly.
He did want the pain to stop?He stared at the gun.
Was his answer truly here?
You got one shot, J. One.
Just one?
?Nobody likes you, everyone left you, they?re all out without you??
Her words returned to him.
At that moment, it came to him all at once. He made his decision. He lifted up the gun, his pulse pounding hard.
No, he wasn?t going to back down now. He would not be afraid.
Any last words?
J sensed triumph in Jimmy?s voice.
It would be over in a matter of seconds.
?Yes Jimmy?I do.? He pointed the gun towards the water.
?We?re not the same.?
The earsplitting gunshot shattered the silence, and was no more.
At that moment, the Saint Jimmy was gone.
The Jesus of Suburbia was alone once again.
He dropped the gun, and it fell into the clashing waves below.
He felt the doom and delusion he once felt before return to him again, just before Jimmy came to him.
No, Jimmy never came to him after all. He was just an illusion, a trick of his mind. It was all in the past now. He ran again, unknowing what would happen. Would he find a place to go?
He ran into the darkness again, but this time alone.
Jimmy wouldn?t be there to terrorize him. This time, there would be no mistakes.
And this time, Whatsername was gone.
He was all alone.
[Well nobody cares, well nobody cares, does anyone care, if nobody cares?]
~1 Month Later~
?I have to get out of here??
J, after recovering from Saint Jimmy?s Death a month ago, found a job filing paperwork. However, it was getting old.
He could run away again, but this time he really had nowhere to go. He wished he was anywhere but here. In fact, he wanted to be with his friends from the streets?
But going back wasn?t an option.
They weren?t his friends, but Jimmy?s?
?I have to go back home, don?t I??
He didn?t belong here. He had no choice. J.O.S was going home.
~End Part 1~
[Nobody likes you, everyone left you, they?re all out without you, having fun?]
He remembered this road. So many blood-stained memories.
It was here he met Jimmy, and here his torment started. It was here he met Whatsername as well?
?But she?s gone!? J insisted, resisting the urge to simply give up, and go down in anguish. Yes, this road brought back memories.
He remembered the feelings of solitude, walking alone, and that no one seemed to care. It was happening all over again?
?Only this time, I don?t have a car?? J thought dryly, trying to spark some humor in the wake of the abandoned road. But it was no use. He lost too much on this road, and he couldn?t forget that.
He wondered if the road ever bore life. It looked as dry and arid as it did when he walked upon it long ago. It seemed to go on eternally, endlessly?No, he wouldn?t get lost.
He continued walking, though he was disturbed by the eerie silence?
He hesitated for a second. Did he hear something? No, it was just the high pitched shrieking of the wind?
Or was it? It was continuously getting louder, until J identified the dreaded words, and still getting louder and louder by the second?
?Nobody likes you??
Whatsername. Yes, the words were still there to haunt his mind. He tried to shut it out, but it kept getting back, louder and louder every time?
?Everyone left you??
The words kept pounding in his head, mocking him, taunting him, over and over?
?THEY?RE ALL OUT WITHOUT YOU, HAVING FUN!?
He couldn?t take it anymore. Every word she said hit him with burning anguish and agony.
Blinded by pain, he ran, his head pounding.
He ran, trying to leave the echoing words behind. But they were there, screaming the same sentence over and over.
And he ran. No, he wouldn?t give up.
He left Jimmy behind, he would leave her.
The pain was overwhelming, but he ran, and nothing would stop him.
Nothing at all?
[NOBODY LIKES YOU, EVERYONE LEFT YOU, THEY?RE ALL OUT WITHOUT YOU HAVING FUN?]
Just to warn you, it has 3 swears in it and discussion about suicide so don't say I didn't warn you XD
P.S: It's not 100% finished yet, so I may post the last part later.
Also, this may seem very familiar to some of you XD;
?In My Own Private Suicide??
It was dark.
Although the full moon was at its height, ominous clouds were spread across the sky, concealing any means of light from the night sky. The only sound that could be heard was the waves crashing against the side of the old bridge, which experienced countless of nights such as this before.
Indeed, the Bay seemed to emit a chaotic aura.
In the midst of the silent chaos, a dark figure stood on the bridge, gazing at the rushing waves.
?What did I do to deserve this?? He thought in anguish. ?What did I do??
Rain began to fall, pounding against the now disturbed water. He glared up at the sky, as if blaming the rain for the pain he was drenched in. With diminished confidence, he tried to think positively.
?Maybe?she?ll come back??
But the thought only renewed his misery.
No, there was no hope left. But it wasn?t his fault this happened. This nightmare wouldn?t have happened if it weren?t for?
She isn?t coming back, J. Get over it.
A voice spoke, seeming to ignite anger in ?J?.
?It?s your f***ing fault Jimmy?? J said, gritting his teeth, infuriated.
Jimmy?s laughter echoed across the bridge.
J, listen. I want you to remember?just who f***ing saved your life?
J knew this was coming. He had no choice but to give in to Jimmy yet again.
?You?? J said flatly, hating the fact he answered the question.
Yes, exactly. And I?m going to help again, right now.
At these words, J wasn?t sure what was coming next. Jimmy continued;
Do me a favor, will you? Look in your jacket pocket. Left one.
J obeyed. Reaching into the pocket, he felt a cold object, and felt a wave of dread overcome him.
Yes, J?just one second of pain. Wouldn?t you prefer one second over the rest of your life? It?s worth it, J. You don?t want to hear this, but you have nothing left to live for. You?re like me. We?re both f***ed up, so get used to it.
The very words struck J like knives.
?You?re like me??
They echoed in his mind, over and over, mocking him endlessly.
He did want the pain to stop?He stared at the gun.
Was his answer truly here?
You got one shot, J. One.
Just one?
?Nobody likes you, everyone left you, they?re all out without you??
Her words returned to him.
At that moment, it came to him all at once. He made his decision. He lifted up the gun, his pulse pounding hard.
No, he wasn?t going to back down now. He would not be afraid.
Any last words?
J sensed triumph in Jimmy?s voice.
It would be over in a matter of seconds.
?Yes Jimmy?I do.? He pointed the gun towards the water.
?We?re not the same.?
The earsplitting gunshot shattered the silence, and was no more.
At that moment, the Saint Jimmy was gone.
The Jesus of Suburbia was alone once again.
He dropped the gun, and it fell into the clashing waves below.
He felt the doom and delusion he once felt before return to him again, just before Jimmy came to him.
No, Jimmy never came to him after all. He was just an illusion, a trick of his mind. It was all in the past now. He ran again, unknowing what would happen. Would he find a place to go?
He ran into the darkness again, but this time alone.
Jimmy wouldn?t be there to terrorize him. This time, there would be no mistakes.
And this time, Whatsername was gone.
He was all alone.
[Well nobody cares, well nobody cares, does anyone care, if nobody cares?]
~1 Month Later~
?I have to get out of here??
J, after recovering from Saint Jimmy?s Death a month ago, found a job filing paperwork. However, it was getting old.
He could run away again, but this time he really had nowhere to go. He wished he was anywhere but here. In fact, he wanted to be with his friends from the streets?
But going back wasn?t an option.
They weren?t his friends, but Jimmy?s?
?I have to go back home, don?t I??
He didn?t belong here. He had no choice. J.O.S was going home.
~End Part 1~
[Nobody likes you, everyone left you, they?re all out without you, having fun?]
He remembered this road. So many blood-stained memories.
It was here he met Jimmy, and here his torment started. It was here he met Whatsername as well?
?But she?s gone!? J insisted, resisting the urge to simply give up, and go down in anguish. Yes, this road brought back memories.
He remembered the feelings of solitude, walking alone, and that no one seemed to care. It was happening all over again?
?Only this time, I don?t have a car?? J thought dryly, trying to spark some humor in the wake of the abandoned road. But it was no use. He lost too much on this road, and he couldn?t forget that.
He wondered if the road ever bore life. It looked as dry and arid as it did when he walked upon it long ago. It seemed to go on eternally, endlessly?No, he wouldn?t get lost.
He continued walking, though he was disturbed by the eerie silence?
He hesitated for a second. Did he hear something? No, it was just the high pitched shrieking of the wind?
Or was it? It was continuously getting louder, until J identified the dreaded words, and still getting louder and louder by the second?
?Nobody likes you??
Whatsername. Yes, the words were still there to haunt his mind. He tried to shut it out, but it kept getting back, louder and louder every time?
?Everyone left you??
The words kept pounding in his head, mocking him, taunting him, over and over?
?THEY?RE ALL OUT WITHOUT YOU, HAVING FUN!?
He couldn?t take it anymore. Every word she said hit him with burning anguish and agony.
Blinded by pain, he ran, his head pounding.
He ran, trying to leave the echoing words behind. But they were there, screaming the same sentence over and over.
And he ran. No, he wouldn?t give up.
He left Jimmy behind, he would leave her.
The pain was overwhelming, but he ran, and nothing would stop him.
Nothing at all?
[NOBODY LIKES YOU, EVERYONE LEFT YOU, THEY?RE ALL OUT WITHOUT YOU HAVING FUN?]
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