Sometimes, I feel I've got to
Run away
I've got to
Get away from the pain you drive in the heart of me...
"I think I'm going to kill myself," Jacob confessed shakily. The male members of the celibacy gave him blanks stares. Well, the ones that were listening to him did. Overcome with self-consciousness, he chickened out and hurriedly blamed it on his sexual frustration.
No one there actually suspected he was serious. Dead serious. (pun intended)
Sorry for shortness, this just is the prologue of a fanfic I'm thinking about writing. Should I continue? Please tell me what you think in your reviews!