Our World
A/N: Just pretty much what each of the girls' were thinking when they died.
Cecilia
Damn them. Fuck all of them. Ha, mom, you can't punish me for thinking something, can you? Well you know what Lux? I'm gonna take you up on your bet. You said that if I found a way to kill myself, you would do it in a year's time. Well guess what? It was easier than you thought. If I land just right, you'll be eating your words, won't you?
Is this the reason I will be dead tonight, be fed to the fiery underworld? Yea, I guess I never have lost a bet. Well you know what? The devil's probably nicer than you, mother. You bitch. Ha, mom, I just called you a bitch. And as I stare into your cold gray eyes, I know that you can't do a damn thing about it.
So now I'm trudging up the steps, making as big of a scene as I can. All of the guys are looking at me, aren't they Lux? Me, not you. I never attracted them, but I never wanted to. That was your deal. But even you can't take your eyes off of me, can you Lux?
And what about you, Mary? I feel you staring at my back. Always parading around makeup in front of my face. And all this time, you didn't know that it wasn't makeup I wanted.
I remember how you stood with us, Bonnie. It was Lux, me, and you. And later on, Mary and Therese came into the picture to make it more...dramatic I guess. But you and Lux hate it too, don't you? This life. This damn life. We humans are more like bugs than we think. We are born, some of us reproduce, then we die. Some of us are mendicants, some are prosperous in life's terms. But, you knew that none of that mattered, didn't you? You were never the shy one to me, you were the smart one.
Therese, you always tried to take care of all of us. You were the last to agree to death for any of us. But when we explained how we hated mom and dad, and our teachers, and everyone on this God forsaken planet, you let us go. Then, in summing up your feelings, you said that you never let any of us do anything without you doing it, also. So, good luck sister.
And now I've reached the landing. I look down the hall, and back down the stairs. I could just go back to the party. No, I remind myself, I've come too far. So, now I'm looking at the window. When I jump, I'll be jumping into the next world. The one where I can be myself, without people judging me by the scars on my wrist. But, they're right, aren't they? They see a depressed girl who felt death would be better than her hell on earth. And that's me.
I leaped out the window. I felt the fence plunge through my heart. And you know what, I don't see a Goddamn light. Well, maybe that's because I'm not going to heaven.
A/N: Just pretty much what each of the girls' were thinking when they died.
Cecilia
Damn them. Fuck all of them. Ha, mom, you can't punish me for thinking something, can you? Well you know what Lux? I'm gonna take you up on your bet. You said that if I found a way to kill myself, you would do it in a year's time. Well guess what? It was easier than you thought. If I land just right, you'll be eating your words, won't you?
Is this the reason I will be dead tonight, be fed to the fiery underworld? Yea, I guess I never have lost a bet. Well you know what? The devil's probably nicer than you, mother. You bitch. Ha, mom, I just called you a bitch. And as I stare into your cold gray eyes, I know that you can't do a damn thing about it.
So now I'm trudging up the steps, making as big of a scene as I can. All of the guys are looking at me, aren't they Lux? Me, not you. I never attracted them, but I never wanted to. That was your deal. But even you can't take your eyes off of me, can you Lux?
And what about you, Mary? I feel you staring at my back. Always parading around makeup in front of my face. And all this time, you didn't know that it wasn't makeup I wanted.
I remember how you stood with us, Bonnie. It was Lux, me, and you. And later on, Mary and Therese came into the picture to make it more...dramatic I guess. But you and Lux hate it too, don't you? This life. This damn life. We humans are more like bugs than we think. We are born, some of us reproduce, then we die. Some of us are mendicants, some are prosperous in life's terms. But, you knew that none of that mattered, didn't you? You were never the shy one to me, you were the smart one.
Therese, you always tried to take care of all of us. You were the last to agree to death for any of us. But when we explained how we hated mom and dad, and our teachers, and everyone on this God forsaken planet, you let us go. Then, in summing up your feelings, you said that you never let any of us do anything without you doing it, also. So, good luck sister.
And now I've reached the landing. I look down the hall, and back down the stairs. I could just go back to the party. No, I remind myself, I've come too far. So, now I'm looking at the window. When I jump, I'll be jumping into the next world. The one where I can be myself, without people judging me by the scars on my wrist. But, they're right, aren't they? They see a depressed girl who felt death would be better than her hell on earth. And that's me.
I leaped out the window. I felt the fence plunge through my heart. And you know what, I don't see a Goddamn light. Well, maybe that's because I'm not going to heaven.