Alright yet another sick and twisted story. This contains sucide and slash tendencies. Ya I also don't own the characters. Happy Reading!
"Hey Ryan," Sharpay said walking with Zeke up to me.
"Hi Shar," I said kissing her cheek, "Hi Zeke."
"Hi," Zeke said smiling and pointing to his cheek.
Laughing I kissed his cheek and pulled back. Looking at him I saw him swoon slightly as a joke. Mock glaring at him I pulled my backpack out of my locker and put a black notebook into it.
"Ryan," Sharpay said looking at me with concern.
"Sharpay," Zeke said confused, "Are you alright?"
"You said you got rid of that," she said sadly.
"What's going on?" Zeke said looking at me.
"Sharpay," I said sighing, "Saying is a lot easier then doing."
"You promised me," she said tears filling her eyes.
"Zeke," I said ignoring her, "Take Sharpay to class."
Before either of them could say anything I walked away. I knew that Sharpay was extremely worried about me since she saw the notebook that I write poems and notes in, but I still needed it so badly.
The notebook had poems and notes about how I would kill myself. Two years ago, before we started high school, Sharpay found the notebook and read it. When she confronted me I convinced her not to tell our parents and that I would never do anything like that.
I'm not sure whether this is good or bad, because since I'm such a good actor she believed me. Guilt filled me and it still does, I just can't have her know that I'm suicidal. I told her it was for a project in on of my classes.
What she didn't know was that I had hidden razors in the rim of my hat and that there was a knife hidden in my room. She also doesn't know that I am planning on killing myself during summer, and summer break starts today.
Walking to Mrs. Darbus's class room I put on a fake smile that even fooled Sharpay and sat down. Taking out my notebook I started to write down a new poem. This one was like all the others.
Blood dripping to the floor
Hiding it even more
Silver mixing with the color
Making it look even duller
Skin opens to the air
Making my skin look fair
Can't stop as it goes
Watch as it slowly flows
Won't stop it now
Don't care even how
Falling to my death
Letting out my last breath
Blurry vision all I get
Shaky breath is all I let
Spinning slowly but picking speed
For my last words you should heed
Make time for love but don't you fall
For all that's wrong don't think at all
Looking down at my words I smiled sadly. I knew that the words were everything that I was feeling, but I hated myself for feeling them. Signing the poem I closed the notebook and blinked back the tears in my eyes.
The bell rang and I accidentally dropped my notebook and ran into Jason who dropped his stuff. Muttering an apology I grabbed a notebook and walked off. Sighing I went to my locker and stuffed the notebook away before grabbing my math book and walking to class.