YOU are standing in the hallway listening to your I pod. It's dark and quiet. Just like you like it. You hear slight sounds of the loud music coming from the gym, and you ferociously turn up your music trying to ignore the memories poking through your mind.
And then you see a pale angelic face and think how badly you screwed up. You hear someone call your name and you think to yourself, "Am I going crazy?" Then your thought is harshly interrupted by that beautiful innocent face that now has a more anxious and scared look. " Come on Eli he has a knife," her soft melodic voice said. "I'm not going to let that jerk scare me", you say knowing that your very frightened. " Eli he has a knife," she exclaims urgently.
And just when you decide that maybe she is right and that you should haul ass out of there, you hear a familiar voice that snaps you back into reality. "Maybe you should go," Clare said in an uneasy tone. "And let pretty boy make time with my date, Fitz responded in a sarcastic manner. " Just," he cut her off in mid sentence exclaiming "Shut up bitch." You blood starts to boil and you're pissed at the fact that he just called Clare, your Clare a bitch. You think, "He's getting closer, and your mind automatically thinks to protect Clare. "Get away from me," you say a little to harsh, your voice turning husky as you forcefully push her into the lockers.
He's almost right in front of you and you think, "I'm going to die." "What's wrong emo boy, don't have any smart ass comments?, he deadpanned fiercely. "Look Fitz, I'm sorry, You win," you whisper desperately. "It's too late, It's about time I taught you a lesson."
And then you see it, the shiny metal object being jabbed into your stomach just as you turn sideways. And then you feel your stomach and feel warm liquid down your body. And then you wonder why you don't feel any pain. You then realize the liquid running down your body is your warm urine. And then you look up to Fitz now clutching his stomach and you see the knife sticking out awkwardly. You suddenly try to realize how this all happened, and then you see Clare hovering over Fitz with her hands all bloody. You look over at Fitz who is now sprawled out on the floor gasping for his last breath. And you see his face, it's almost as white as his shirt. Your surprised, almost as surprised as he is. You think, your just a kid. But then there's all the blood. And you think this wasn't how it was supposed to happen.
This whole idea was based on the book I recently finished called YOU by Charles Benot. The book was great and inspired me to use it in my leap of creativity I hope YOU enjoy! Please review! Yay or Nay?