Author Notes: WARNING; this story may disturb you completly. It was written by a disturbed mind in a disturbed state of being. DO NOT read this if you belive or would like to belive the world we live in is perfect.
Chapter Lyrics: catch me as i fall, say you're here and it's all over now, speaking to the atmosphere, no one's here and i fall into myself, this truth drives me into madness, i know i can stop the pain if i will it all away. don't turn away, don't give in to the pain, don't try to hide, though they're screaming your name, don't close your eyes, God knows what lies behind them, don't turn out the light, never sleep never die. i'm frightened by what i see, but somehow i know that there's much more to come, immobilized by my fear, and soon to be blinded by tears, i can stop the pain if i will it all away.
- Save Me Jane -
"My name is Adam Rove, I'm sixteen years old, and I am a cutter" He swallowed, looking around the room.
Everyone there was going through the same thing. They all wanted to stop the self inflicted pain. Adam didn't like it here... and wouldn't have come, had it not been for Joan.
He remembered back to the day she had found hime, no not found him, but rather saved him.
The night was dark and stormy. Joan had decided to suprise Adam with a sketch she had made of him. Now she knew she was no artist, but this particular sketch was special; it resembled exactly how she saw Adam through her own eyes, and she couldn't wait to give it to him.
"Adam?" Joan called, entering the shed.
"Huh?" Adam looked up, suprised and seemingly dazed. "Oh, hey Jane, what are you doing here?" he asked, pulling his long sleve shirt back down over his arms.
"I came over to give you this" she replied, holding out a thin sheet of paper.
"Oh... cool, thanks"
"You don't want to know what it is?"
"I'm sure it's just dandy, Jane."
"Adam, what's going on with you?" Joans hurt was apparent.
"Nothing is going on with me Joan" he was begining to get agressive.
Joan walked up to him, ignoring his harsh words and prper name use, this wasn't Adam, something was very wrong. Out of impulse she quickly lifted his sleeve, exposing many scars and freshly open cuts and bruises.
"Adam!" Joan cried, "what are you doing to yourself?!"
"Leave me alone, yo!" he shouted, pulling away.
Tears filled Joans eyes. There was nothing she could, she wasn't even fully sure she understood what was going on. The thoughts swirled together in her mind, causing a light headed sensation. When she could no longer keep her balance, she fell to the floor.
"You can crash on the floor until you feel better, but the door is to your right" Adam stated, bluntly.
Joan was amazed. She had never imagined Adam to be so cold hearted. There was no words to say to him, so she lay on the floor, head in hands, crying.
-- to be continued. --
Follow up: What can i say?! I warned you I can be demented...
Chapter Lyrics: catch me as i fall, say you're here and it's all over now, speaking to the atmosphere, no one's here and i fall into myself, this truth drives me into madness, i know i can stop the pain if i will it all away. don't turn away, don't give in to the pain, don't try to hide, though they're screaming your name, don't close your eyes, God knows what lies behind them, don't turn out the light, never sleep never die. i'm frightened by what i see, but somehow i know that there's much more to come, immobilized by my fear, and soon to be blinded by tears, i can stop the pain if i will it all away.
- Save Me Jane -
"My name is Adam Rove, I'm sixteen years old, and I am a cutter" He swallowed, looking around the room.
Everyone there was going through the same thing. They all wanted to stop the self inflicted pain. Adam didn't like it here... and wouldn't have come, had it not been for Joan.
He remembered back to the day she had found hime, no not found him, but rather saved him.
The night was dark and stormy. Joan had decided to suprise Adam with a sketch she had made of him. Now she knew she was no artist, but this particular sketch was special; it resembled exactly how she saw Adam through her own eyes, and she couldn't wait to give it to him.
"Adam?" Joan called, entering the shed.
"Huh?" Adam looked up, suprised and seemingly dazed. "Oh, hey Jane, what are you doing here?" he asked, pulling his long sleve shirt back down over his arms.
"I came over to give you this" she replied, holding out a thin sheet of paper.
"Oh... cool, thanks"
"You don't want to know what it is?"
"I'm sure it's just dandy, Jane."
"Adam, what's going on with you?" Joans hurt was apparent.
"Nothing is going on with me Joan" he was begining to get agressive.
Joan walked up to him, ignoring his harsh words and prper name use, this wasn't Adam, something was very wrong. Out of impulse she quickly lifted his sleeve, exposing many scars and freshly open cuts and bruises.
"Adam!" Joan cried, "what are you doing to yourself?!"
"Leave me alone, yo!" he shouted, pulling away.
Tears filled Joans eyes. There was nothing she could, she wasn't even fully sure she understood what was going on. The thoughts swirled together in her mind, causing a light headed sensation. When she could no longer keep her balance, she fell to the floor.
"You can crash on the floor until you feel better, but the door is to your right" Adam stated, bluntly.
Joan was amazed. She had never imagined Adam to be so cold hearted. There was no words to say to him, so she lay on the floor, head in hands, crying.
-- to be continued. --
Follow up: What can i say?! I warned you I can be demented...