Broken Angel Prologue
I finished writing this fic months ago, and released it else where on the net. I decided to post fics here just recently.
Jim quietly sat on an old stonewall over looking a cemetery. He brushed a wind blown strand of long dirty blond hair from his sad blue eyes. He was watching his older friend slowly walk toward a grave.
Gene did not know his friend was watching him, and he did not care. Red-hot tears ran down his face, as he laid white roses on the grave. Looking at the inscription on the tombstone he sang the song written there.
"I don't know
What words I can say
The wind has away
To talk to me
Flowers sleep
A silent lullaby
I pray for reply
I'm ready"
Gene was chocking out the words through the many falling tears. A knife was pulled out of his pocket, and he raised it to his throat. Gene continued the song.
"Quite
Day
Calms
Me
Oh serenity
Someone
Please
Tell Me"
"Oh Gods! How many times have I tried?" Jim whispered to himself, while drawing his long legs to his chest. He fought back tears, and watched Gene sing holding a knife to his own throat.
"Aoooh
What is it they say
Maybe I'll know one day"
Gene's hand fell limp dropping the knife, as he collapsed to his knees. He buried his face in his hands.
Jim had lost count of how many times he had seen this ritual. All he knew was that it started two years ago.
Every Sunday Gene came to the grave He laid pure white roses in front of it. Each time he tried to take his own life, but he never did.
Jim knew he could not live with out Gene. He also knew Gene could not live with out him. Thus they lived in hell together. Jim turned his head away from his crying friend, for he could not look any longer. He did not know why he was cursed to misery. He thought that life was wonderful till four years after the lay line, but two more years had past since then. In two more Jim probably would not be breathing. At lest not the way things were going. Jim unconsciously touched his purplish black cheek.
Finally tears pored from his eyes, and he asked the sky, "Why did you leave Gene, Melfina? Why?!"
I finished writing this fic months ago, and released it else where on the net. I decided to post fics here just recently.
Jim quietly sat on an old stonewall over looking a cemetery. He brushed a wind blown strand of long dirty blond hair from his sad blue eyes. He was watching his older friend slowly walk toward a grave.
Gene did not know his friend was watching him, and he did not care. Red-hot tears ran down his face, as he laid white roses on the grave. Looking at the inscription on the tombstone he sang the song written there.
"I don't know
What words I can say
The wind has away
To talk to me
Flowers sleep
A silent lullaby
I pray for reply
I'm ready"
Gene was chocking out the words through the many falling tears. A knife was pulled out of his pocket, and he raised it to his throat. Gene continued the song.
"Quite
Day
Calms
Me
Oh serenity
Someone
Please
Tell Me"
"Oh Gods! How many times have I tried?" Jim whispered to himself, while drawing his long legs to his chest. He fought back tears, and watched Gene sing holding a knife to his own throat.
"Aoooh
What is it they say
Maybe I'll know one day"
Gene's hand fell limp dropping the knife, as he collapsed to his knees. He buried his face in his hands.
Jim had lost count of how many times he had seen this ritual. All he knew was that it started two years ago.
Every Sunday Gene came to the grave He laid pure white roses in front of it. Each time he tried to take his own life, but he never did.
Jim knew he could not live with out Gene. He also knew Gene could not live with out him. Thus they lived in hell together. Jim turned his head away from his crying friend, for he could not look any longer. He did not know why he was cursed to misery. He thought that life was wonderful till four years after the lay line, but two more years had past since then. In two more Jim probably would not be breathing. At lest not the way things were going. Jim unconsciously touched his purplish black cheek.
Finally tears pored from his eyes, and he asked the sky, "Why did you leave Gene, Melfina? Why?!"