This is just a quick drabble that I finished in less than 15 minutes. It was inspired by the song "Chin Music For the Unsuspecting Hero" by Foster the People hence the name. The lyrics are in bold.
Today I walked through the door and fell down on my floor
Got all of my papers out and read them
I still couldn't process the information. They knew. They knew what I really was. I took a deep breath, trying to control my thoughts only to let out a sob I'd been supressing. I ran into the doormroom, closing the door behind me and falling on the ground. I was starting to feel dizzy. It was too much.
Seems that I've been wandering for a little too long
Yeah the desert can be hot if you're wasted
I looked around the place that was so familiar by now, where I had spent the best year of my life with the best friends I could ever imagine. Tears were streaming down my face uncontrolably as I finally realised said year was over and the three boys wouldn't even want to stand next to me, let alone being friends. I hit my own head in frustration and anger.
Took a stab in the dark and missed again, I believe
The hardest part is not seeing what I used to see
The more I looked around or thought about the subject, the more I wanted to set free my wolfish side. They won't be your friends anymore, a little voice cried inside my head. You'll go back to being alone.
My faith grew to adult, but worry does all it can
You whisper in both my ears make believe stories
How - even for a second - could you even believe they'd be your friends?, the little voice continued. You're a monster.
Where are my friends now?
They're not around when I need them
I cannot pretend
Yeah, I've found myself against all the odds again
But they had been loyal, I thought (or wanted to). Maybe they won't leave me. When I told them about my mom being "sick" they supported me. James voice rang through my mind once more "We know what you are. We know your... secret. You're a werewolf, aren't you?" For a moment I tried to analize their intentions. Maybe they wanted to help?, I tried convincing myself. Pathetic. Why would they want to help a monster?, my internal fight went on.
Where are my friends now?
They're not around when I need them
I cannot pretend
Yeah, I've found myself against all the odds again
I closed my eyes, trying to let the pain go away. Why was I even born?, I asked myself. I looked around once more. It wasn't the same familiar room anymore. It seemed different, something was off. It seemed... empty. Please don't leave me.
I'm against all the odds again.
A bit depressing, I know. This just popped into my mind when I was supposed to be asleep. Love it? Hate it? Like it? Reviews are always welcome.