One Step
Warnings- Suicidal!Tsuna, Sadness, Angstness, kinda crappy, wording's a bit questionable, etc.
****PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS IS JUST A WORK OF FICTION****
Summary: All it took was one step, and everything would end. This time he was the one who climbed the wire fence.
His clothes billowed against the wind, the breeze caressing his small build, encouraging him as he stood over the chasm. His back leaned against the wire fence, his eyes closed in serene peace.
Standing upon the roof of the school was the time where he was alone, where there were no crazy prefects out for blood, no violent bullies who just wanted to make his life as unbearable as it was. He had no mother who, despite her trying to hide it, would give a look of disappointment and jealousy, the former for her useless son, and the latter for the mothers of everyone else.
He had no absent father, no wounds to bandage, no taunts, no pain.
He was just by himself, where he could collect his thoughts.
All it took was one step, one single step to take away all his pain. All it took was one step to end the nights of his depression. All it took was one step, and the nightmares of the night and day would disappear.
All it took was one step, and he would be free.
But was it worth it? He froze, the height he was standing on suddenly giving him vertigo. He gripped the fence, his bony fingers turning white from the strength he was exerting on it.
He wanted this. He wanted it. But did he?
He felt his eyes burn, his vision slowly blurring as he gripped the iron harder.
That's right… He was never courageous enough to fight back, and he wasn't courageous enough to jump.
He was such a coward…
He gripped on the fence, and swung himself over carefully. Landing on the school roof, he collapsed against the netting, pulling his feet closer to him as he hugged his legs closer to him. Burying his head into his legs, he breathed in, fighting the urge to cry as he shook.
He laughed, the sneer reverberating through the empty area. He wasn't even brave enough to take that one. Single. Step.
As he slowly diffused into silence, he stayed in that single position, his solitary form small against the white cement.
The moments passed, and he stood. He left the roof, and he continued his life.
He never found the courage to take that single step, nor did he ever need to.
A/N: This was a spur of the moment thing. It was meant to have other characters inside it and correspond with Yamamoto's attempted suicide in the canon series, but I decided to change it.
When I was younger, a couple of years ago actually, I felt like I was useless. I would dream of a world without me, and I was particularly critical of myself. I was depressed, pessimistic, a bit cynical and hadn't found the humor of sarcasm. Heck, I contemplated suicide for a while.
But I was scared, see? I couldn't pick up the knife, I couldn't bear dying. I am not calling people who commit suicide strong, it's just a bit of reminiscing on my part.
Before anybody misunderstands, I DO NOT think suicide's the proper way to end your life. There are people who care for you, no matter what you think.
Um…review I guess. This was a bit depressing, I know. I was feeling a little sad and maybe nostalgic today.
Should I even post this?!
On a happier note, for those that know Disappearance of Eyeshield 21, I am working on that soon and will be posting it by the end of the year; at least once I get past a couple chapters.
Bye!