Notes to myself. By. Storyperv Why?
First author's note: Super smash bros. Sadly does not belong to me. This is my fanfics so don't be to tuff on me? Otherwise enjoy the story. Oh, yeah. This includes NessXLucas!~ This is my crappy line break! ~
Why?!
It always has to be me?!
I never catch a break!
Never!
What did I do!
What did I do to deserve this?!
What did I do that was so terrible!
Can you answer me that?
Can you just please! Please just answer me that!
WHY?!
WHY!
WHY!
Answer me freaking will you!
Why?
Why…?
I've barely lived…
And I already lost so much.
Dealt with so much.
So much more than I can take.
My mother's gone.
My brother died in my arms.
I'm constantly bullied by a couple of the other smashers like Wario and Ganandorf.
Only Ness and a couple of other smashers like Peach and the Mario brothers have tried to stop it.
The others really just don't care.
Who would? I'm worthless.
My dad is too depressed over my mother and brother to care about me.
Duster and Kumatora were supposedly there for me.
That was a lie.
They just acted like they cared; I was just there only hope on saving them.
So they used me and threw me away the second they didn't need me anymore.
So far the only person I can talk to is Ness really.
But for how long will that last?
I can't trust anybody.
I'm tired and exhausted.
I just want to go to sleep...
forever…
And I plan to.
Tonight.
-Lucas.
The basement.
Where he planned to do the filthy deed. It was the perfect place to run and hide in. It was gigantic, so it would take a while to find him in there. The basement was where they kept all the extra items they used in brawl, they were all packed in boxes stacked so tall they almost reached the tip top of the celling. The only drawback was that it was absolutely freezing down there, so cold he could see his breath right in fount of him. But that wouldn't matter after he committed the sin he was about to commit. He stopped to look and see where exactly he was, his head slowly turning right and left to see if he could pin point his location. After five minutes of thinking over his surrounding's his conclusion was that he had no idea where he was, and that he was wasting precious time. He decided that this place would do fine, to just hurry up and get this over with.
Lucas took a shaky breath and commanded himself to look at the kitchen utensil in his hands. It was clean, clean enough to see his own reflection in it; it had a sharp thin edge to it also. He put his finger to the edge and pressed downward on it. It almost immediately cut his skin and blood quickly flowed after. It was extremely sharp. That was good. This was the quickest and messiest way to go, painful too. But it was worth it, all the pain and misery he felt for all these years would finally end. And all it took was a little work. His hands brought the knife up to his chest, or to be more exact his heart. He took another sharp intake of breath, calming himself so he wouldn't wuss out of this one. He positioned himself straight and tall, he put on the bravest face he could muster and then he began. He tipped the knife so that the point of the knife pressed against his shirt. He took another breath, but it came out shaky from the fear that was starting to engulfing him. He felt the tip of the knife against his skin, it seemed like the knife was scratching and clawing at his skin, wanting cut through and let the crimson liquid spill. His heart was telling him to fling the knife as far as possible and burst into tears after, but his head was telling him to pick up the pace and have this done with. Tears brimmed his eyes threatening to spill any moment. He looked down in shame; he had looked forward to this. To just get the peaceful sleep he seemed to have never gotten, why couldn't he do it? Tears began to spill as he glared at the reflection in the knife. He raised the knife high over his head.
"I DON'T WANT TO LIVE ANYMORE!" Lucas screamed as he swung the knife at himself, though he stiffened still when he heard a different voice cut through the air.
"LUCAS! LUCAS DON'T!"
His eyes widened in familiarity at the voice, his head shot towards the direction of the voice.
"Ness?"
There stood Ness with a panic stricken face only a few feet away, majority of the smashers stood behind him afraid of what to do. Lucas shook his head and looked away raising the knife once more. Chaos erupted from the smashers, gasps and screams rang about but Lucas paid them no mind, he just swung once more.
Why does Ness say he cares about me?
Everyone hates me.
They want me gone.
He doesn't really care.
That's just not possible.
"Finally that useless piece of garbage is gone!"
"I've never been this happy before!"
"Now my time won't be wasted on that brat!"
I can already see it.
Goodbye, everyone.
I'm so sorry.
-Lucas
"LUCAS PLEASE DON'T DO IT!" Ness interrupted yet again. Lucas looked up once more at him, why was he trying to stop him? Didn't he want him to go? Lucas just stared at him in confusion and disbelief.
"But Ness…, don't you want me to go?" Lucas choked out through his tears, now Ness himself took on the face of disbelief.
"Oh, Luke. What in the world made you think I wanted you to go? I'd be heartbroken if you left! I care about you Lucas!" that just caused Lucas's tears to grow, Lucas crumbled to the ground in a waterfall of tears. He held the knife on its side to his head. The blond blue eyed boy cried his heart out in that spot. Ness took an attentive step towards Lucas, hand outstretched toward the younger psi user.
Ness truly cared.
He really cared.
He said so himself!
That familiar feeling of being loved filled him over like a smooth rush of water. But that other familiar feeling of having happiness ripped away filled him once more.
But how long does being loved last?
Not very long…,
It's better to keep myself from more heart ache.
-Lucas
"NO!" the scream from Lucas took Ness by surprise causing him to jump in surprise. He rushed forward and grabbed Lucas by his wrist, searching the boy's face for any hint to of what was wrong.
"Lucas! Lucas what's the matter?"
"JUST KEEP AWAY FROM ME! EVERYTHING I CARE ABOUT IS ALWAYS TAKEN AWAY FROM ME! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I DON'T WANT YOU TO BE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME EITHER! I CANT HANDLE ANYMORE PAIN!" Lucas shrieked, as he struggled with Ness' grip. He put his hands against Ness' chest and pushed him away.
"LUCAS NO!" Ness screamed, but it was too late. Lucas swung the knife as hard as he could. The pain was so intense that it made him drop like a rock. Ness immediately rushed forward and caught him before he hit the ground screaming his name and telling him to stay awake. Some smashers ran forward to help while others either bursted into tears or were frozen shock.
"Call Doctor Mario, tell hi-
"Press the cloth on the wound Ne-
"Get master Han-
all the voices melted away into silence as Lucas slowly started to lose conscious. Now, all would have been perfect if Lucas hadn't missed his mark.
*To be continued in chapter two!*
Author's note: So yeah, this is my first fanfics ever so don't judge me! Well actually I don't mind if you judge me. Just go a little easy will you? Thanks to my partner in crime Roseal for the help! Couldn't have done it without you girl! She gave me the idea for this so yeah!
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