COMET CHAOS P.O.V.
Me and Hatter were sitting in the apartment buildings basement, writing lyrics. It was called Morbid Fantasy, it was weird, but it was what was running through my mind.
"okay, you start." Hatter pushed the notebook in front of me.
"okay, but you can't scream." Then I started in a sugar sweet voice,
You see trees, flowers, nothing new blooming.
I see trees, flowers, everything burning.
We see trees, flowers, everything dying.
"Is that good?" I looked at Hatter for approval. He nodded and was strumming quietly on his bass. I nodded then sang the lines again in tune with his bass.
We heard people running down the stairs, which was weird. Everyone knew to not bother us when we were writing. My brows scrunched up in confusion.
"What's going on?" hatter asked.
"Okay, guess who just called us!" Jez said excitedly.
"My mother." I said dryly.
"Noooo… the manager for Warped Tour! Were going on Warped Tour!" I sighed in annoyance at her high pitched voice.
"You couldn't wait for us to be done? You know we have trouble concentrating!" Hatter cried out.
"Yeah, we only have the chorus lines done!" I chimed in to hatters rant.
"You do! Can I see?" Robby asked. I raised an eyebrow at him. He always asked to see them days before the concert.
I shrugged, "Go ahead." And I lit up a cigarette, letting the smoke drift into the stale air. I looked at all the others who were chatting away excitedly about the tour. I felt disconnected from my body, I just wanted to get away from it all. Jump off a bridge, building, ledge, didn't matter as long as I was gone. But instead I always wandered, didn't matter where we were, I would just go.
A hand waved in my face, I scrunched up my face in annoyance. "what?" I grumbled. I was not in the mood for games today.
"did you take your meds?" Jez said concerned for my well being.
"what? Yeah, yeah I did." I lied. I hated them. They made me so cheery, it wasn't me. I didn't like to talk. The pills made me talk, a lot, and loudly. Even hatter said they made me seem preppy, almost high. I didn't want to be high for my life. I wanted to be me.
"are you lying?" she asked.
"cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye." I said in a fake cheer voice. I will not get excited over anything today, I could just feel it. But I faked it every other day, why would this day be different?
"here, comet, I think it's doing well. I mean just for the chorus." Robby handed back the notebook.
"don't lie." I said as I put everything in my bag. I played with the little batman bear I had on it.
"I wasn't, it really is good." Rob reassured me.
"yeah well I guess I am my hardest critique." I said as I tried to smile, but failed miserably. He saw right past it. I hated when he did that, he always told the others.
"really, it is. Do you mind if I practice with you guys?" he looked at me and hatter for an answer. I shrugged, and hatter just nodded. "cool. Since we can't do it here, where shall we go?"
"I don't know, your place?" I mumbled. He had a huge place, he is from a rich family. Big house, big hair, lots of cars. His parents didn't notice when he comes or goes. He blushed, he didn't like coming from there. Its not like he didn't try helping me and hatter out. He did, we just wouldn't take it.
"okay, yeah cool." That's what I liked about Robby, he never seemed down about anything.
"hey, Comet. We need to go pack before you go." Jez warned me. I never did anything right away. I was a procrastinator.
"whatever. But it's the first time he's actually wanting to practice before. Don't you think we can do that later?" I said raising my voice a little.
"no! you always put this shit off till later! And you always ask for my help! You always forget things. Your 'soft-spoken reserved self' that isn't you! What happened to that cheery girl we once knew?" her voice echoed across the basement.
"that girl. Was never me. Will never be me. That was the medication. The goddamned happy pills. Alright. So if you want another happy girlfriend, go find one. I don't give a rats ass." I didn't raise my voice much higher than a normal tone. But she gasped anyways.
"what do you mean girlfriend?" was the only thing she asked.
"what do I mean? What do you mean I mean? I mean as a friend who was a girl." I'm finished. If she really thought that, that cheery sunshine-y girl was me. She was sorely mistaken. I really just wanted to leave and get away from her right now. I didn't care where. Just away.
okay. all the lyrics are by me. so copyright.