Okay so this is my first fanfiction I've ever written. Please tell me what you think. :o)


I can't take it anymore. No one cares. I wish, I wish I could just fly away.

Tavros was happy. He was alive and free. Now enclosed in his thoughts.

He could never love someone like me. No one could. Thats why they left me.

The blood on streaked his wrists was evidentially showing as he slid from his wheelchair to sit on the edge of his apartment roof. It was a secluded place to think, and been a place for him to not worry about anything.

Now it's different.

Everything was so peaceful, wind brushed against his face. Tavros looked down to the ground below. It looked, pleasant and comforting to him, like it could shelter him from all his pain he has suffered in his life. Tavros closed his eyes and listened to everything going on around him. There was an ominous siren in the distance.

I'm running out of time. I have to hurry. I need to end it.

Tavros scooted further along the edge, making his stumps dangle down below. Glancing around for the last time, attempting to take everything in before he dropped.

Maybe I can finally fly now.

Before Tavros could slide off the was a loud slam of a door. He whipped his head around to see a distraught Gamzee standing there, tears streaking down his thin bony cheeks. He ran over to Tavros and while tightly embracing him, he dragged him away from the edge.

After a moment of them both sobbing in each others arms Tavros made an effort to choke out some words. "G-ga.." But he was cut short with Gamzee's lips pressing to Tavros'. "Tav, Don't ever do that again. You are a miracle. You are my miracle."