WARNING! MENTIONS OF ATTEMPTED MASS MURDER AND SUICIDE! WARNING!
Song: Meant To Be Yours, From the musical Heathers (Sung by Ryan McCarten)
Pairing: One Sided TauruDonna
Rated: M
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"All is forgiven darling! Come out and get ready, cause we're going to the pep rally tonight!" Adam said as he landed on the floor of her room. "You know, you really chucked me out like trash when that... Monkey boy came into our school. And for that, I should've killed you too. But!" He said suddenly. And Blake could only imagine the smirk on his face. "Then I thought 'What if our school went away instead?'!" Blake flinched as she heard something crash on the floor. "Those assholes... Those... Schnee's... They're the key to all of this! They were the ones keeping you away from me! They blinded you, messed up your mind... But I can set you free my darling!" He looked around the room more. His eyes scanning the room for a way to open the closet.
"So what?!" Blake yelled. Her voice slightly breaking. As he had made his way over to the door and banged on it.
"Well, you left me and I fell apart my love! So I punched the wall, and I cried like a fucking child. But then, I found out you changed me! You opened my heart, and set all that truthful shit inside, you let it out!" He said with a sinister smile.
O-O
"So! I took what my good old mom taught me before she died, and I built a bomb! Tonight, our school is gone! Let's make sure that no one is left to see their senior prom!" Adam said as dug around his jacket. "I love you Blake. So fucking much. I was meant to be yours, and you were meant to be mine! We were meant to be! C'mon darling! Don't give up on me now!" Blake growled once more. How could he speak of love and being meant to be when he didn't even know the meaning of the fucking word.
"You're insane!" She yelled through the door.
"So you think! But with these bombs, when the gym explodes, with all those mother fuckers in the room, in the rubble of that damned place, we'll plant this here note!" He said as he held up a piece of paper. "Those imbeciles thought they were signing a petition, but in reality, it was their own suicide note. And I got everyone's signature. Except for those fucking Schnee's and monkey boys. So I had to forge them." Adam hissed. But then he started to read off the note.
O-O
"We," Adam outstretched his arms to the side. "The student's of Beacon High, will die. Our burnt bodies may finally get through, to you your society churns out slaves and blanks. Not thanks. Signed the students of Beacon High. Good bye."
O-O
"C'mon Blake! Bring some marshmallows! We'll make s'mores and cuddle as smoke pours out the door and the fire roars!" Adam sat on the other side of the closet. "We were meant to be one. I can't make it alone. Help me to finish what we begun." Adam then turned so his head was resting on the odor and he hit the door. "You carved open my heart. You can't just leave me to bleed!" Blake snarled.
"Fucking watch me Adam!"
O-O
"BLAKE!" Adam hit the door almost full force. And Blake started to get nervous, until she saw an old bedsheet and an empty spot on her rack on the other side off the room as an idea struck her. She saw the stool that she kept in her closet and moved it against the door, as if she was still sitting against it. "Open the... The door please, can we not fight anymore? Sure, you're scared, I've been there. But I can help you. I can set you free." When the door didn't open and he couldn't hear anything. Adam's eyes darkened and he growled. "Blake. Don't make me come in there." When nothing else happened he started to get annoyed. "I'm going to count to three. And you better open this fucking door!" When she still didn't say anything, he started to count to three. "One." Still nothing. "Two." Fucking screw it. "Fuck it!" Adam kicked open the door and stumbled in, then looked around. His eyes widening in shock.
O-O
"Oh my god... No... Blake!" Adam fell to his knees in front of her. She was dangling from a rack. The bedsheet tied in a noose around her neck. "Please... Don't leave me alone... You were the only person in this fucking hell hole I could trust... I can't do this alone..." Adam sniffed but then stood up. "Still. I will if I must!" He then went to touch her cheek.
"Blake!" Adam turned to the door.
"We brought you some food!" Fuck. It was that blonde bimbo and her sister. He quickly looked at Blake once more than ran for the window.
"Blake?" He jumped out just as he heard them open the bedroom door than walk over
to the closet. He bolted down the street towards the school.
What Adam missed though was Blake calming the screams coming from the sisters as she untied the bedsheet.
"Look. See? I'm fine." She threw the sheet to the ground. "I'll explain this all later. But stay here. Don't go to the school!" Blake said as she ran out, leaving the two sisters to look at each other in confusion as she ran down the street, a croquet mallet in her hands.
