You drive me crazy shorty I
Need to see you and feel you next to me
I provide everything you need and I
Like your smile I don't wanna see you cry
Got some questions that I got to ask and I
Hope you can come up with the answers babe


I

Girl... It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?


'The water looks cold.' He was standing on a bridge. Right between the two edges.

He was ready. He could do this. He had prepared for a while now. To end this pain, the suffering that everyday life brought to him, that the people in his life brought him... The mere thought exhilarated him to the point of sending shivers down his spine.

The plan was perfect. He had swiped the prescription pills from his mother's bathroom cabinet, she surely wouldn't miss them. He would swallow them and then jump into the Creek so it would seem like he had just drowned.

He had contemplated writing a note but decided against it; if they didn't feel guilt over the way they treated him now, why would he want them to feel it when he wasn't around to enjoy it?

Looking down at the whiskey bottle in his right hand and his left fist holding the pills, he sighed. It was time.

'Here we go...' He took a step to the edge of the bridge and brought the fist up to his mouth, tears in his eyes. Tears of fear but also of relief; joy. His index finger separated from the rest of his hand. Followed by his middle finger, the first of fifteen pills threatening to fall. He could almost feel the pharmaceutics rain down on his tongue when he was interrupted by a voice.

"Hey cutie pie." Marie Kanker was certainly one of the reasons why this was a relief. The constant chases, the inability to take no for an answer. If that was the kind of women to be attracted to him, what sort of man was he?

"Go away Marie." His voice was hoarse and gravelly; he had snuck into his father's study, stealing a pack of cigarettes and the bottle of whiskey to help calm his by then panicking survival instincts. Half the bottle was downed within the first five minutes, the pack half empty within thirty minutes. He had never smoked before in his entire life but he figured 'What the hell, ain't gonna be around long enough for cancer'

"What you up to?" She jumped up next to him to lean on the railing, grinning slyly.

"I'm going to take my own life." Marie giggled at his dead serious face.

"You wanna grab a coffee afterwards?" She obviously thought he was joking.

"I understand if you won't take this seriously but this is not a joke. Goodbye Marie. Live a pleasant life." He raised his left fist again and that's when Marie saw the bottle in Double-D's right hand.

"Oh my God, you're serious." Worry and fear replaced her amorous feelings and she considered tackling him, beating him. What the fuck was he thinking about?

"Indeed I am." His head was leaned back and he closed his eyes. He opened his mouth and was about to open his fist when he heard the one word he never thought he'd hear.

"Okay." Acceptance. His eyes shot open and he lowered both his fist and head again.

"What?" He saw her standing there like a wounded puppy, looking at him with heartbreaking sorrow in her eyes.

"If it's what you wanna do then I think you should do it. Who am I to stand in your way?"

"Marie, I-"He couldn't get the words out, it was like his heartbeat was disrupting the function of his vocal cords.

"But ask yourself one simple question Double-D." Her voice trembled as if she was about to start crying. "Why? Why do you wanna do this?"

"Because-"He had asked himself that very question. Many, many times. It had haunted him day in and day out. But now when actually thinking about it, he found the reason plain foolish. "Because I'm not loved."

"What?" She looked at him, mouth gaping in shock. "You not loved? You have friends, family!"

"You call a neglecting mother and father who barely acknowledge my existence love? You call the disrespecting heap of selfishness that is Eddy McGee love? You call the mindless follower Ed love? If that's love, I don't wanna live to see heartbreak!" He took a deep breath. Now, he was really ready. All he had to do was get rid of Marie.

"So, nobody loves you?"

"No. I'm... Unloved. I have parents and I have friends yet I am... Unloved."

"You don't think I love you?" He laughed at that.

"You? You've been tormenting me for years, kissing me against my will, forcing me to go on dates with you, pursuing me even though I time after time vocalize my utter displeasure of our relationship! It's nothing but a childish crush expressed in an even more childish way!" She closed her eyes midway through the sentence as if to stop the now flowing stream of tears, shaking her head.

"Incorrect." He was surprised that she knew that word. "That's what May and Lee does to Ed and Eddy, I haven't done any of those things to you in years."

"What? Of course-" He took a moment to think about it and it was true; Marie had calmed down considerably in the last few years and she hadn't actually forced Double-D to do something against his will for a couple of years. Realization hit him, whenever the Kanker sisters had been chasing the Eds' in later years, he was the only one of them to get away at all times. The answer to that was quite simple; there wasn't anybody chasing him anymore.

"And I know for a fact that this is more than a childish crush; I really do love you Double-D."

"Why would I believe that?"

"Because I once stood where you stand right now. I was ready to die. And you saved my life."