Hey guys, long time no see. I feel terrible that I haven't updated anything and its seriously bugging me, plus I haven't had anything extremely 'shippy' to read since the latest chapter of Unexpected. BUT! I am working on multiple things right now, including three one-shots and a multi-chapter story, my time is incredibly limited since my school started test series and I barely have time on the laptop but I promise to HOPEFULLY update soon.
Anyway, enough of my pointless rambling;
If you're reading this, thanks to ShinyShiny9 for the hilarious story and the PM's, AwesomeDisneyWolfChild for just being awesome and one of my favourite authors and Crystal Vampire 678 for the PM's. Ohh! And ColeForever for following me (Love your pen name!)
I'm so happy
"I'm happy, I'm so happy." The wonderful bubbly high of joy flowed through his veins. The smile on his face could not be mistaken on his pale skin, pink parted for pearly whites to shine through. The freckles stood out vividly against his cheeks as his mouth stretched out in a smile. His ginger-orange hair fell carelessly in waves down the side of his small face. The endless depths of clear, dark ocean blues, slightly glazed over with the shiny liquid of unshed water. He looked as satisfaction blew over him like the dark maroon flowing freely from pale skin.
"I should be happy. I should be so happy." The usually cheerful voice cracks in his throat as he forces the words out. The clear salty water from the ocean blues drip out, mixing with the striking red. He painfully drags his finger over the open wounds, encouraging the intense burning that was the deep cuts.
"I wish I was happy." He whispers out in an empty, gloomy and cheerless voice. His tone laced with a sickening pain and his eyes so red and puffy that he could not even see the cause of his agony. Using his uninjured hand he wipes his tears and looks down at his arm, and then to the forgotten blade lying on the stained tiles. He feels cold but is too weak to move to warmth. He watches as crimson leaks from himself and flows like a river out on the pristine white floor. Black starts dancing around in his vision when he hears a knock on the door.
"Hey, are you still going to be long?"
He can't hear the voice, he can't hear anything. His exhausted eyes finally give into beautiful temptation. The bloods not flowing through him anymore.
Whoop! Can't say I'm too happy with this since its short and I wrote it a while ago, it's my first suicide fic. Yeah me? Anyhoo, I said what I needed to say at the beginning so I needn't say more.
Peace out Peeps and wish me luck on my Maths test tomorrow