Jayfeathers Room of Lightning
Chapter 4
Slapped my face
Slammed the door
A dozen roses lay on the floor
I saw her friends
And I was told
She blocked my number from her cell phone
You said we
Were meant to be
Now this obsession is killing me
Until I have
A heart attack
I'll keep on trying to win you back
Alone, at last…
I can't wait till we're alone at last
All I wanted was a second chance, second chance
To hold you in my arms at last
Jayfeather looked down at his bloody knife, and then looked back at the newfound blood seeping from his wrists. A single tear slid down his cheek, then another and another till his face was covered in salty tears.
"Jayfeather!" Jayfeather heard his mom call from downstairs. "Can you come here please?"
"I'm doing something!" Jayfeather screamed back, wincing as his voice cracked. There was a long pause before Leafpool spoke again. "JAYFEATHER! NOW!"
"I'm fucking busy!" Jayfeather screeched. He jumped in surprise as his door banged open. Crowfeather stood there, glaring at his son with anger, hatred.
"Your mom told you to do something," Crowfeather hissed. "I think it would be wise you did it."
"Or what?" Jayfeather growled.
"Or I'll pour salt on your pathetic little scratches," Crowfeather shot back. Jayfeather yanked his sleeves down at once.
"Get downstairs," Crowfeather snapped, then walked away. Jayfeather gave his left wrist one last slice before getting up, relishing the feeling of pain. Once he got downstairs, he wished he hadn't almost immediately. His whole family stood sat before him. Hollyleaf was picking at her nails, obviously not wanting to be there. Crowfeather sat on his reclining chair, eyes narrowed while Leafpool sat on the couch with her legs crossed.
"What's this about?" Jayfeather snapped. Then he stood rigid with a jolt. He could feel blood running down his sleeves and sinking into the fabric. The one fucking day I wear a white sweater and this happens, Jayfeather thought, praying to the devil Leafpool wouldn't notice. Crowfeather, however, did.
"We called you down here to talk about your habits," Crowfeather got straight to the point.
"What habits?" Jayfeather said, stalling. "I don't smoke or drink and I only did drugs once."
Leafpool widened her eyes in surprise. "What? When?"
"It's not important," Jayfeather snapped, hoping he distracted them from what they were originally going to talk about.
"When did you do drugs?" Flametail demanded.
"I'll explain it later," Jayfeather snapped back at him, completely forgetting he wasn't supposed to talk to Flametail with other people around. Jayfeather risked a glance at his dad, unsurprised when he saw a smirk on his ugly face.
"Jayfeather, we're worried about you," Leafpool whispered.
"Whatever," Jayfeather mumbled back, not sure what else to say.
"Your father and I have decided to do something about it," Leafpool said. "Because we love you and care about you… and we are frightened for you and your safety."
Jayfeather opened his mouth to reply but stopped when he felt blood dripping down his arm. He forced himself to remain nonchalant as it splashed down on the light brown carpet.
"If you're going to bleed everywhere can you do it in your own room and stain your own carpet?" Crowfeather snapped.
"Crowfeather!" Leafpool hissed. "Don't talk to him that way!"
"Oh its fine, I'm quite used to it," Jayfeather said sarcastically.
"Jayfeather, something needs to be done," Leafpool said quietly. "And Crowfeather and I have come up with a solution."
"Like what? Therapy?" Jayfeather said.
"It's called electric shock therapy," Leafpool whispered. Jayfeather whipped his head around to face Crowfeather. "I take it this was your idea?" he yelled.
Crowfeather just shrugged.
"For fucks sake…" Jayfeather shook his head, trying to mask his fear. He glanced down at his hands, laced with the white scars from his last encounter with "Electric shock therapy."
"The room of lightning," Flametail whispered from where he was standing at the back of the room.
All Jayfeather could do was nod.
Listen to my heartbeat
What a lovely sound
The way it seems to pulse and beat
Through the roof and ground
You kick me to the floor
But I get up again
I hate you so fucking much
I will until the end
So flip the switch
I'll scream your name
And watch you laugh at all my pain
I hear your words once more
Before I fall to the floor
"I've killed once, I'll kill you too
You don't know what I can do
I'll make your nerve system stop
Chain you to the chair of shock
When you scream I'll flip the switch
Just to make you start to twitch."
Thunder cries, lighting sears
Electrifying all your tears.
Hello, everyone… I'm very sorry to have taken so long to post new updates… just so you know, it's not because I'm lazy and whatnot. I've been having a lot of problems and complications in my life right now. I haven't had the time to write new stories, and when I have had the time, I'm faced with a writer's block so terrible I always just ended up giving up… And for those of you who have been keeping up with Lionblaze Stole the Stars, I hate to break it to you but I'm just running out of ideas for it. I may end it soon unless I think of more stuff to put in it. Same with all my stories actually. So please, review and tell me what you think … or message me if you have ideas.
It really, really helps.
And to all of you out there who feel like Jayfeather in this story, please know that you are not alone. Always remember you can do what you want, it is your life. Don't let anything hold you back. Because if you didn't follow your heart, wouldn't you just be following everyone else's?
Keep that in mind, my dears.