Angel: Sorry if Robert is acting a little OOC. It's necessary for the
story.
Disclaimer's Note: I don't own Beyblade, the Majestics, Maroon 5, or "Harder to Breathe".
Song: "Harder to Breathe" by Maroon 5
". . ." speaking '. . .' thinking /. . ./ song lyrics
* * * * *Robert's POV* * * * *
I lost. That's all there is to it. I lost. . .to Tyson. How could I have let this happen? I feel like I've let everyone down. Ha. Why is it that whenever someone is depressed, they usually think something like this? Maybe because it's the bloody truth. I honestly do feel as if I let everyone down. I know I could've won that match against Tyson-Tyson is an amateur, nothing more. I can't understand why I am letting him plague my thoughts so much. If I'd won, then there would've been a tie. If we won the tie, then we'd be off to Russia and the World Tournament, and we might have been able to put-actually, we would have been able to put-another World Championship under our belts. I feel almost as if I gave the match to Tyson. I can't understand why. Maybe. . .maybe it has something to do with the look he was giving me. . .
/ How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable
So condescending unnecessarily critical
I have the tendency of getting very physical
So watch your step cause if I do you'll need a miracle/
Why the h*** would he give me that look, especially when he let us down just as much as I did? Did he-do they-really idolize me that much? It's flattering, really. Or at least it would be, if I was that shallow. I can see past their facades. They're all as clueless as I am. And let me tell you, it's a rare moment. I'm never clueless. Oh well, you know what they say-never say never.
That does it. I'm fed up with all this. Who do I think I'm kidding? They're exhausting me. We've been like this for weeks, just bumming around my castle, looking depressed. Despite the fact that I'm just as depressed as they are, I've been trying to cheer them up.
/You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here
This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear
You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone
Not fit to funkin' tread the ground I'm walking on/
Enrique ignores me, Oliver just looks as me as if I've grown an extra head (granted, I could use one right about now), and he just glares at me. There I go with the he again. But seriously, I'm so upset with him right now, I'm not going to even grant him the pleasure of a name.
Argh!!! Why don't they just hurry up and go?! Can I make it any more clear that there's not enough room for 2 depressed people, let alone 4, in this house?!!! The tension is starting to get to me. I'm drained. I'll admit it. I can't last one more frickin' day in this. Isn't there anyone out there who'll understand me?
/When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe/
Guess not. I'm an orphan-my aunt and uncle are supposed to be raising me, but they've just left me in a little castle of my own, with a few servants to do my chores. I have no body to love, and no one who loves me. Actually, that's a lie. If he could just return my love, then I'd have all of the above. I may have all the money in the world, but money can't buy you happiness. And that's the one thing I need right now. But right now, everyone apparently takes me for granted.
/What you are doing is screwing things up inside my head
You should know better you never listened to a word I said
Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat
Hoping somebody someday will do you like I did/
There were times in which they made me think differently. But all they were doing was messing with my head. I don't think they meant anything by it, but they still did it. I don't think they even knew what they were doing. Someday, though, they'll regret it. Someday soon, I'm sure of that now.
/When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe/
I've made up my mind. I can't continue to live like this. It's too hard on me. They better not miss me too much-I might just decide to rejoin them. But, there'll be a catch-let's just say I hope they believe in ghosts.
/Does it kill
Does it burn
Is it painful to learn
That it's me that has all the control/
I am now in complete control of everything. Why? Because everything is now over. Good thing beyblades are made of such sharp materials. They make such lovely knives. Good grief, this kills. Actually, I was talking about the pain in my wrists, but right now, this kills, too. And now I mean it in the literal sense.
/Does it thrill
Does it sting
When you feel what I bring
And you wish that you had me to hold/
Let me ask you this, my so-called friends. . .will you miss me, now that I'm leaving you forever? Even if you don't, I won't care. I'm finally at peace. Who would've thought watching the red life force flowing out of your veins as you lie there, dieing, would be so absorbing?
There's just a few things left to take care of. . .
Oliver: It would've been nice to have taken you with me. You're practically my best friend. Plus, you can cook better then Gustav. In my books, that's quite the accomplishment. Keep Johnny and Enrique in line for me.
Enrique: I'm sorry I have to leave you so soon. It would've been nice to have seen what you will become. You're a strong beyblader and a worthy opponent. You'll go far, I'm sure.
And last, but certainly not least. . .Johnny. . .I'm so sorry I have to leave you like this. I cared about you, I truly did. You were more then a friend to me; far more then a mere friend. You knew how I felt about you, didn't you? You were always giving me looks out of the corner of your eye. Damn you, Oliver, you must've told him. Ah well, doesn't matter now, now does it?
Damnit, it's taking a long time to die. I used to wonder why so many people killed themselves like this. I thought it was because they didn't have the guts to slit their throats, or that slitting the throat was too hard. Maybe it was.
/When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe/
Is there anyone out there who cares. . .
Cause it's getting harder and harder. . .
To breathe.
Everything is now over.
* * * * *
So, whaddya think? Tell me what you think in your review. No flames, please-this is one of my first fanfics. Constructive criticism is welcome, though. Do you want me to continue? If so, then include it in your review.
Disclaimer's Note: I don't own Beyblade, the Majestics, Maroon 5, or "Harder to Breathe".
Song: "Harder to Breathe" by Maroon 5
". . ." speaking '. . .' thinking /. . ./ song lyrics
* * * * *Robert's POV* * * * *
I lost. That's all there is to it. I lost. . .to Tyson. How could I have let this happen? I feel like I've let everyone down. Ha. Why is it that whenever someone is depressed, they usually think something like this? Maybe because it's the bloody truth. I honestly do feel as if I let everyone down. I know I could've won that match against Tyson-Tyson is an amateur, nothing more. I can't understand why I am letting him plague my thoughts so much. If I'd won, then there would've been a tie. If we won the tie, then we'd be off to Russia and the World Tournament, and we might have been able to put-actually, we would have been able to put-another World Championship under our belts. I feel almost as if I gave the match to Tyson. I can't understand why. Maybe. . .maybe it has something to do with the look he was giving me. . .
/ How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable
So condescending unnecessarily critical
I have the tendency of getting very physical
So watch your step cause if I do you'll need a miracle/
Why the h*** would he give me that look, especially when he let us down just as much as I did? Did he-do they-really idolize me that much? It's flattering, really. Or at least it would be, if I was that shallow. I can see past their facades. They're all as clueless as I am. And let me tell you, it's a rare moment. I'm never clueless. Oh well, you know what they say-never say never.
That does it. I'm fed up with all this. Who do I think I'm kidding? They're exhausting me. We've been like this for weeks, just bumming around my castle, looking depressed. Despite the fact that I'm just as depressed as they are, I've been trying to cheer them up.
/You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here
This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear
You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone
Not fit to funkin' tread the ground I'm walking on/
Enrique ignores me, Oliver just looks as me as if I've grown an extra head (granted, I could use one right about now), and he just glares at me. There I go with the he again. But seriously, I'm so upset with him right now, I'm not going to even grant him the pleasure of a name.
Argh!!! Why don't they just hurry up and go?! Can I make it any more clear that there's not enough room for 2 depressed people, let alone 4, in this house?!!! The tension is starting to get to me. I'm drained. I'll admit it. I can't last one more frickin' day in this. Isn't there anyone out there who'll understand me?
/When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe/
Guess not. I'm an orphan-my aunt and uncle are supposed to be raising me, but they've just left me in a little castle of my own, with a few servants to do my chores. I have no body to love, and no one who loves me. Actually, that's a lie. If he could just return my love, then I'd have all of the above. I may have all the money in the world, but money can't buy you happiness. And that's the one thing I need right now. But right now, everyone apparently takes me for granted.
/What you are doing is screwing things up inside my head
You should know better you never listened to a word I said
Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat
Hoping somebody someday will do you like I did/
There were times in which they made me think differently. But all they were doing was messing with my head. I don't think they meant anything by it, but they still did it. I don't think they even knew what they were doing. Someday, though, they'll regret it. Someday soon, I'm sure of that now.
/When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe/
I've made up my mind. I can't continue to live like this. It's too hard on me. They better not miss me too much-I might just decide to rejoin them. But, there'll be a catch-let's just say I hope they believe in ghosts.
/Does it kill
Does it burn
Is it painful to learn
That it's me that has all the control/
I am now in complete control of everything. Why? Because everything is now over. Good thing beyblades are made of such sharp materials. They make such lovely knives. Good grief, this kills. Actually, I was talking about the pain in my wrists, but right now, this kills, too. And now I mean it in the literal sense.
/Does it thrill
Does it sting
When you feel what I bring
And you wish that you had me to hold/
Let me ask you this, my so-called friends. . .will you miss me, now that I'm leaving you forever? Even if you don't, I won't care. I'm finally at peace. Who would've thought watching the red life force flowing out of your veins as you lie there, dieing, would be so absorbing?
There's just a few things left to take care of. . .
Oliver: It would've been nice to have taken you with me. You're practically my best friend. Plus, you can cook better then Gustav. In my books, that's quite the accomplishment. Keep Johnny and Enrique in line for me.
Enrique: I'm sorry I have to leave you so soon. It would've been nice to have seen what you will become. You're a strong beyblader and a worthy opponent. You'll go far, I'm sure.
And last, but certainly not least. . .Johnny. . .I'm so sorry I have to leave you like this. I cared about you, I truly did. You were more then a friend to me; far more then a mere friend. You knew how I felt about you, didn't you? You were always giving me looks out of the corner of your eye. Damn you, Oliver, you must've told him. Ah well, doesn't matter now, now does it?
Damnit, it's taking a long time to die. I used to wonder why so many people killed themselves like this. I thought it was because they didn't have the guts to slit their throats, or that slitting the throat was too hard. Maybe it was.
/When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe/
Is there anyone out there who cares. . .
Cause it's getting harder and harder. . .
To breathe.
Everything is now over.
* * * * *
So, whaddya think? Tell me what you think in your review. No flames, please-this is one of my first fanfics. Constructive criticism is welcome, though. Do you want me to continue? If so, then include it in your review.