A/N: Alrighty then! I'm actually.. GOING! WOOHOO!!!!!!!!! I don't know how well any of my stories are going.. I'm so slow, OMG, blame band! It's all band's fault! I BLAME IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!!!!!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Oingo Boingo. OMG, but I wish I owned Danny Elfman!!!! Um.. *cough cough* Nor do I own Weird Science, Stay or anything else affiliated with Oingo Boingo or Danny Elfman.. Ooohooohoooh.. Don't ask..

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I walked into my room and turned the lights down low. I took the can of black paint and paintbrush and out from under my bed and painted over all the areas where Dani, Richie and family had claimed random parts of my wall in red paint. After I had covered all the red up and let the black dry, I dipped the brush in the red paint from under my bed and smudged one word on the wall: Goodbye.

I knew this was the way it had to be. I had no reason for living here. It was pointless, pointless, pointless. I had no one to live for, so why live?

I thought those ten words as I opened the lid to my Dad's pills, and popped one into my mouth. They were large and hard to swallow. Pain didn't matter, though. I tipped the bottle upward and slid the rest of the pills into my mouth. I choked and gagged as I attempted to swallow all of the pills. As the last one began to glide down my throat, I went to my stereo and put in an Oingo Boingo CD. I turned the volume up as loud as it could go, and let the words to Weird Science soak into my mind, blocking everything else out.

As the song pulled into it's first verse, my head began to pound. Was it really working this fast? These must've been some major pills. My mind was spinning, as Danny Elfman's words turned to mush and the room around me went darker than usual. Everything was spinning, and now was the time everyone regrets what they had just done.

Regret. It was strong and it was weak. I regreted taking those pills, for I would never be able to apologize to my friends. But it was pointless, I thought, to revel in the past, for this is the present, and I have no future.

I layed down in my bed and snuggled up in my covers, with my head in my baby blanket and my arms around my pillow. The words were becoming clearer now, I suppose maybe because I was dying. Maybe the whole world was becoming clearer.

As Stay played, I began to cry. I was reminded of what my friends would say once I was gone.

"One more night," I know they'll say, "One more night.."

As I sobbed, I grew cold. I didn't want to be here anymore, I just wanted to make it stop, I wanted the pills to work faster! But the pills kept moving slow, my life kept going on, and Danny kept singing that song.

"Damn you!" I yelled at me stereo. "Damn you, damn you, damn you! Leave it up to you to make me feel guilty about it at the last minute, Danny! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, make it stop!"

I jumped up and threw myself at my stereo. In my violent attempts to stop Danny's hurtful words, I fell to the ground, unaware of my present weakness. And as I lie there, listening to that beautiful voice, my head began to swirl even more so than before. I tried to stand up, but it was no use.

I lay on the floor, crying and cold, dying and praying for forgiveness. The world around me grew darker, and Danny's words grew dimmer and dimmer, quieter and quieter, until finally, they stopped. I tried to turn my head to see why it had gone silent, but I couldn't move.

I heard someone whisper my name as I fell into a dark state. I was not dead, I knew. I was still thinking. But everything was gone. Everything was dark. I wondered what had happened, until I felt nothing at all.

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It was all over. Over, over.. I couldn't hear anything. I had feeling again. Angel's, I thought. I'm at the gates. It's time to be judged. My name's been erased from the book, I know. I'm going to Hell for my suicide. Hell. Maybe it's where I belong, though. I am a piece of shit human. Or.. Was.

'Maybe I should great the angel.' I thought. 'It's time to find my destiny..

I slowly opened my eyes, hoping I wasn't in Hell all ready.

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A/N: Well, there you go. Aaaaaah.. *hums Stay* I like this chappie! OK, for all those not religious or not Christian, when she says "My name's been erased from the book, I know." She means the book of life, where your name is written if you belong in Heaven. OK, so I'm done! Farewell, my good.. People!

Best word ever: Doom!!!!!!!!!! *cough cough*