Step
one you say we need to talk
He walks you say
"Sit
down it's just a talk" Edward looked apprehensive, but
lifted his hand from the doorknob and returned to the big green couch
in the center of Roy Mustang's office.
He smiles politely
back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of
window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
"This isn't healthy, Edward."
"What the hell do you know?! Will you all just stop telling me what to fucking do?!"
"Ed...you
don't have to do this…" But he was already on his way out the
door.
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to
wonder why you came
'If
he really can't be happy…than why can't I let him go? I'm
just too damn selfish….but he knows that I wont let go of him…he
knows that I cant live without him…' Roy ran a hand over his
tired face, trying to keep the tears from running down his already
sweat-dampened cheeks.
Where
did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the
bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Ed
rushed out into the humid midsummer evening. It was early…5:30,
maybe. The light of day was still clinging to the darkening sky, as
if it was begging to stay…just a moment longer… He started across
the large central court yard at a brisk pace. He couldn't stand
days like this...not since his brother had died. His brother that had
loved to sit on the balcony of their apartment and watch the
stars…until he had been quarantined on that goddamned
hospital…until he had died of an unknown disease, in an unfamiliar
place, surrounded by unfriendly people…
Let
him know that you know best
'Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Riza Hawkeye gave Roy a stern look "You're the only one who can get through to him. You know that. He only listens to you"
"No. he won't listen…determined to…to hurt himself…" Roy stepped out into the courtyard, catching a glimpse of red as Edward flew around the corner onto the street. He followed, not really sure why. "Ed!" Roy called after him.
"What?" Ed turned around, tears in his eyes.
"Let's-let's
just go home…please."
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears
you
And pray to God he hears you
Edward sat on the edge of his bed, in just his boxers. Roy was asleep on the other side of the king sized bed, facing away from him. Ed stood, slightly shifting the navy blue comforter from ifs precarious position around Roy's shoulders. He could never sleep on nights like this…even when his brother was alive…when he still had hope that he could be of some assistance…
Ed
walked slowly to the bathroom and turned on the light. The brightness
of the white tile floor and shower, the porcelain of the sink and
toilet, and the dull, almost colorless color of the ceiling, were all
blinding. He closed his eyes and sank down to the cool floor. The
tears started to roll down his cheeks and he curled himself into a
trembling heap; a splash of gold on a pure white backdrop. Where
did I go wrong, I lost a friend As he begins to raise his voice
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how
to save a life
You lower
yours and grant him one last choice
"How could any of you possibly understand?! How can you say that you all know what I'm going through? What I'm feeling? I don't even know if I can feel anything anymore!" Edward was screaming once again…he just wanted people to leave him alone...
"That's no excuse!" Lt. Feury could keep silent no longer, "That's no excuse for blaming it all on yourself and never asking for help-"
"Shut up!"
"Ed…"Roy cut in gently, "I know that you blame yourself for what happened to Al…for failing to give him the life he deserved…but you have to let us help you…I-I can't lose you. I won't."
"What difference does it make? I can't do a damned thing…even with all I've learned, after I promised him…" Ed's voice cracked, "there was something wrong with the alchemy… his immune system was defective…and it was my fault. It was my fault that most of his days in the body that he always deserved were spent cooped up in a goddamned hospital room."
Drive
until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or
he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why
you came
"Edward…please. Don't…" Roy pleaded with a very tired looking Edward who was sitting on the edge of the spotless white bathtub. "You don't need to do this…"
"Roy just…just be quiet, ok?" Edward sighed and tied off the old bandana around his left arm, cutting off the bloodflow.
Roy, kneeling in front of him, began to cry.
Edward
injected the yellowish liquid with a hardened look on his face.
Before he lost control, he reached for another syringe, then another.
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend Where did I go
wrong, I lost a friend How to save a life
Somewhere
along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all
night
Had I known how to save a life
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And
I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save
a life
Edward collapsed and fell into the bathtub. He could hear the cries of the man that he loved, but he couldn't remember. He couldn't think. So he lied there and let the memories slip away…
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
How
to save a life
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up
with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Edward
Elric died of drug overdose. The medics tried for hours to revive
him, but to no avail. He lay on the cold bathroom floor, half covered
in a white sheet, hair tangled, lips chapped, eyes blank. His
roommate had asked to see him. The medics all cleared out, shaking
their heads and commenting scornfully on the carelessness of youth
today.
Roy walked slowly into the small room, trembling. He knelt down next to his young boyfriend. "Edward…" His voice was quiet and breathy as he spoke to the blonde one last time.
Where
did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And
I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save
a life
"Did…did
it really make you forget?" He picked up one of the needles that
the medics had neglected to remove from the bathroom floor. "You
got to forget…you got to forget everything…and now the rest of us
have to live without you, Edward." He barely even felt the needle
pierce his skin. It was quite easy, actually, a relatively painless
way out. "I've always told you that I'd protect you from
anything, everything. I'm sorry I lied to you, Ed. I'm so sorry…"
after the fourth injection, Roy collapsed face down next to his only
love, now gone. He struggled to put his arm around Ed's neck and
pull himself just close enough to kiss him lightly on the cheek.
Weakening, he managed to whisper "I'm sorry, Edward…I'm so
sorry…."'
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