I know i'm late but in the spirit of Halloween, I want to do something special. You know write a story on the occult or something gothic ...yeah?
So this it...I've come with this.
Summary: Evanscnc/Lnkn' Prk/Adema lyrics "I've been looking in the mirror for so long,that I've come to believe my souls on the other side.Oh the little pieces falling shatter.Shards of me too sharp to put back together.To small to matter" Gothic, suicide, lost sanity....
Short story.
Lyrics from Linkin' Park ' Faint' Meteora
Rating: Pg-13 to R
Layer 1: What about Myself?
Yugi's P O V
I hear them down the hall.........laughing...... a rich, sordid music from the profligate of hypocrites in my so called 'social circle'.
I stare listlessly in the mirror, pulling at the dark circles under my left eye...... threatening to cry uncontrollably, forcibly suppressing the urge to roar and smash my scull into the mirror.
I am a little bit of loneliness a little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints but I can't help the fact that everyone can see
these scars
Not much sleep lately......my teachers complaining constantly......Yami being Yami......losing control of the vague fragment of reality......Yami being Yami......My friends slipping through my grip......Yami being Yami.
Blood in my mouth... my bottom lip bitten in wholly pure aggravation from the concoction of misery and despair Fate suddenly decided to give me as a cruel poison...... and ultimately my death.
I am what I want you to want, what I want you to feel
But it's like no matter what I do
I can't convince you to just believe this real
I turn the faucet in the tub, allowing it run. The distant sounds of the water sloshing against the tub, my only sane grip on reality.
It's maddening really......to not know what's real from a fake plaster from my imagination deciding to vacation in reality......but then again its soothing to know I am going crazy.........It gives a good reason to keep us this hypocritical façade.
My friends ha......hypocrites, better yet monsters drafted from hell to torment me. And yet I pretend with them and at the end of the day end up hurting myself over and over again.
So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I go
Cold crimson...almost blood...leave me conscious of my every fault...those eyes that scrutinize me......reminds me of the fact of the matter that I can never add to what you are......you are me now......the real me lies in hell...waiting for the whirlwind of the Grim Reaper to break me in half and release my morbid soul.
I trusted you like a fool believing we could live together in my conjured up fairytale...you were just pretending and leading me blindfolded ......like a rat in a maze...... didn't have the slightest clue what hit me...... you're the best Yami, PS. Thanks for making me feel like shit.
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
What do I have now? You guess...
I move away from the tub, leaving the faucet on...I've stopped being perfect like you want me to be. I can only do so much Yami without breaking my limits. That tub overflows, so does my cup, my soul dying...I'm being eaten away slowly by self pity... soon there will be nothing.........nothing left of me......I'll be a sad memory.
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
I may not be able to hurt you physically my love, but there's more than one way to skin a cat........You will feel pain, anguish and despair like you've never Yami dearest, you will cry...that's not a threat it's a guaranteed promise.
And then after the pain, your death will come as sure as my soul will meet you in hell. If I can't have you in this life......I'll punish you for your betrayal in my death......then you will love me for hurting you as I did.........And I will simply hate you.
I am a little bit insecure a little unconfident
Cause you don't understand
I do what I can but sometimes I don't make
sense
I slip between the sheets and stare hatefully at the clock, the devilish second hand counting down unforeseen destruction.........the hour hand standing shamefully still......10:35am.
I really should get some breakfast......then again,I'm not hungry.
My room's really dark, even though I know its burning hot outside......an augury of sorts.......my soul hiding in the darkness praying for the light of day...who will save me from the dark.
I am what you never wanna say but I've never had a doubt
It's like no matter what I do I can't convince you for once just to hear
me out
Someone's inside my room...poking at my back...I grunt, slapping away their hand. "Are you real?" I ask rather idiotically. I've had imaginary people in my room at times, talking with me and playing thumb war with me. I'd laughed the first time it happened.
"Of course I'm real silly." A giggle...that voice...a British accent...which one of them was it again?
The sheets are dragged rather roughly from me and the drapes squeal as they are quickly pulled apart, letting in the blinding light.
"Get up, sleepy head." God, how annoying can someone be?
"Did that man send you up here?" I mutter, my hand resting over my eyes.
So I let go watching you turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I've got
"That man?"
"My reflection, who I see in the mirror, my other half."
"Who? You mean Yami?" Ryou asks, cocking a brow, "Yeah, he sent me up here to wake you. Yeah and breakfast is ready. You want scrambled eggs or pancakes?"
"Couldn't he tell me himself? Or does that bastard hate me that much?" I laugh mirthlessly.
He stares wide eyed at my out of the ordinary sarcastic tone and statement.
I chuckle at the look that took a hold of his face.
"Yami doesn't hate you, Yugi. Did you two like get into a fight or something?" He says, his brown eyes looking worriedly at me.
I turn on my side, my back to him. "That's right, I forgot you're his little toyboy, you're on his side. "
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
"Is something wrong Yugi? You're acting abnormal." His hands reach over and feel my forehead.
"I want to die. Kill me."
"What did you say?" The bewilderment hangs in his tone.
"Don't you want to tear apart my flesh and lap at my blood?"
"That's not funny Yugi...that's macabre."
"I want to tear you apart and lap at your blood."
"What...what's going on? Yugi, what's wrong with you? That's sick. Is something wrong? You can talk to me anytime you know that don't you?"
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
You really are quite convincing when you thicken that accent of yours. But you can't fool me...not anymore that is.
"Why so you can tell that bastard? I don't need a lecture from anyone, especially from HIM."
"I won't tell anyone. I'm your friend you've got to believe me. Just talk to me. What's wrong Yugi?"
I turn and look wearily at him, a hackneyed smile on my lips. "You want to know what's macabre...lying about friendship. You were never my friend Ryou. I was just a useful tool in getting what you wanted. You used me like everybody else then threw me to the wind."
"No...no...that's a lie." I think he's crying.
No!
Hear me out now
"Oh don't give me that bull. I know it, they all know it and even HE knows it."
Yeah, he's crying. Sincere drops a crystal from a chocolate potion of deceit.
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now!
"So I bleed and I bleed and I breathe no more...." I laugh insentience at this.
"Yu-Yugi, don't..."
No!
Hear me out now
I move closer to him and cup his babyish face in my hands. I notice how smooth his skin is as I wipe away the tear marks. He's a like a little cherubim, you know like the childish angels you see in the catholic paintings. I kissed him chastely on the cheek and finally on the lips.
"You want me dead just as badly as HE does. " I whisper cruelly, sending him into a fit.
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now!
"Stop it!" He yells, grabbing my shoulders and shaking me roughly. "Who are you?!" he screams yanking at my hair.
His eyes gripped shut, he didn't want to look at me. He was screaming something about wanting me to give him back Yugi. I am Yugi...I am Yugi...I am Yugi...
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
He now lays exhausted on top of me...sobbing uncontrollably...I want to cry too, why am I not the one crying?
"Are you afraid of looking in the mirror to see the monster you truly are? Your tears mean nothing...tears can't save me...I've died a million times without really dying...my soul is weeping Ryou, it wants to be free of this weight which hangs on these shoulders...will you free me?"
He looks at me in wonder, shaking his head in disbelief. I try to kiss him again but he pulls away. That hurt also.
"I'm going to tell Yami." He states, his bottom lip quivering.
Yami! Yami! What am I? Four years old? You think HE can control me?
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
"You bitch..."
"You need help!" He states, moving awkwardly to get off the bed.
"SHUT UP!" I yell on top my lungs, grabbing his hair violently, I pull him to me and maliciously bite down on his lower lip, emitting a disgruntled scream from him.
I push him off the bed roughly, a small snap being heard. Then a deathly kind of silence.
Blood fresh from the wound I inflicted pours from my mouth.
Oh, you've done it now. You've killed him. You've killed him. Shut up!
I climb to the edge of the bed and look down, on his limp form. Blood trailed from his lips, his neck lying at an awkward angle to the rest of his body.
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
I have killed him.
I reach down to touch his frail body, but pull back hesitantly.
"I didn't mean to." I recite to myself, an awful feeling building in my stomach. I felt like vomiting. I wanted to move but my feet seemed to be separated from me and just sat there looking pitifully at Ryou.
"Hey what's going on, you two?" Bakura.
He stares wide eyed at me and then at Ryou on the floor, dying slowly.
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
"I didn't mean to." I say, the words slurring.
"Call an ambulance!" He roars. Footsteps pound down the hall.
"I didn't mean to." My face is wet, tears? Sweat? Both? The heat of hell is on me and I cry
"Yugi, what happened?"
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
"I didn't mean to."
You killed him. You wanted to pull him to hell with you. You got your wish.
I didn't mean to.
Murderer. Are you happy, now? Murderer... Murderer...
I didn't mean to.
Cold, frightened crimson eyes at my door, looking at me, looking past me.
Regret.
I can't feel
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
.........TBC.......................
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