Act 2
Painful Memories
When not outside doing random errands or on his own time, Grimmy can be found in his cold dark room. "What does he DO in there?" you can hear a lot of the time when other members of "The Spazers" pass by his room. Honestly no one truly knows... except for Grimmy obviously. For those that have actually snuck into his room, (and got out alive) and took a quick glance, they only saw a bed, a desk, some posters and a box under his bed. Rumor has it that a secret stash of drugs, both prescription and non, are kept in there. On rare occasion, when Grimmy is in a good mood, the friends will be able to buy some off of him.
The day after the "Crushing Disappointment", the day was now called, Grimmy spent the whole next day in his room. He did not come out to eat. He did not come out to watch T.V. He did not come out to talk. He didn't come out of his room at all. Some, who actually cared n didn't over-look the fact that Grimmy always spends at least half an hour watching T.V., wondered if he had killed himself up there.
In truth, no he did not kill himself (what story would we have if dear "sweet" Grimmy died so soon in the story). Instead he spent all day writing one poem... one very long angry/sorrow filled poem. Tears were shed. Walls were dented. Pages were used and pens were wasted.
Through all of this... for some reason, Kitty was bothered... but she forced herself to say, "Grimmy can take care of himself" and moves on.
But at this time Grimmy could not take care of himself. His mind (or whatever is left of it) is gradually shattering. His whole world is crumbling right before him. As he sits in his chair at his desk, with this famous box of drugs on his lap, everything was going in slow motion, and nothing made sense. One time, Cuddles came into Grimmy's room and the whole house was filled with the sound of Grimmy's Uzi. Then, everyone saw Cuddles running out of Grimmy's room screaming, "He's crazy! He's going to kill me!"
Grimmy found no amusement. He was stone... he didn't care about any thing... he had no heart... no mind... no soul... he was a breathing, living (so to speak), moving (hardly) matter of nothingness...
The reason why Grimmy is like this is because he is remembering. He is remembering Kagome as his love, as his girlfriend. He is remembering all the time they spent together. All the arguments they had that only made their relationship stronger. Every kiss they shared, every night they spent together, every time they made love... he is remembering everything... every single painful memory.
The next day, Kitty walked up the stairs and stopped at a door. She raised her hand to knock on the door. She hesitated. She took a deep breath and knocked. No response. She knocked again, only louder. No response. Kitty is starting to get frustrated. She bangs on the door with her fist and yells, "Grimmy get out of bed and come out and eat something Damn it!" She hears the squeaking of his bed. Hears his footsteps walk right up to the other side of the door. She hears him say, "Leave me be... I need not food, and I need not live..." then his footsteps trail off to his desk and hears him open a drawer. Shuffling of papers and books are heard and then something a little heavy is placed on the desk. Then silence.
Painful Memories
When not outside doing random errands or on his own time, Grimmy can be found in his cold dark room. "What does he DO in there?" you can hear a lot of the time when other members of "The Spazers" pass by his room. Honestly no one truly knows... except for Grimmy obviously. For those that have actually snuck into his room, (and got out alive) and took a quick glance, they only saw a bed, a desk, some posters and a box under his bed. Rumor has it that a secret stash of drugs, both prescription and non, are kept in there. On rare occasion, when Grimmy is in a good mood, the friends will be able to buy some off of him.
The day after the "Crushing Disappointment", the day was now called, Grimmy spent the whole next day in his room. He did not come out to eat. He did not come out to watch T.V. He did not come out to talk. He didn't come out of his room at all. Some, who actually cared n didn't over-look the fact that Grimmy always spends at least half an hour watching T.V., wondered if he had killed himself up there.
In truth, no he did not kill himself (what story would we have if dear "sweet" Grimmy died so soon in the story). Instead he spent all day writing one poem... one very long angry/sorrow filled poem. Tears were shed. Walls were dented. Pages were used and pens were wasted.
Through all of this... for some reason, Kitty was bothered... but she forced herself to say, "Grimmy can take care of himself" and moves on.
But at this time Grimmy could not take care of himself. His mind (or whatever is left of it) is gradually shattering. His whole world is crumbling right before him. As he sits in his chair at his desk, with this famous box of drugs on his lap, everything was going in slow motion, and nothing made sense. One time, Cuddles came into Grimmy's room and the whole house was filled with the sound of Grimmy's Uzi. Then, everyone saw Cuddles running out of Grimmy's room screaming, "He's crazy! He's going to kill me!"
Grimmy found no amusement. He was stone... he didn't care about any thing... he had no heart... no mind... no soul... he was a breathing, living (so to speak), moving (hardly) matter of nothingness...
The reason why Grimmy is like this is because he is remembering. He is remembering Kagome as his love, as his girlfriend. He is remembering all the time they spent together. All the arguments they had that only made their relationship stronger. Every kiss they shared, every night they spent together, every time they made love... he is remembering everything... every single painful memory.
The next day, Kitty walked up the stairs and stopped at a door. She raised her hand to knock on the door. She hesitated. She took a deep breath and knocked. No response. She knocked again, only louder. No response. Kitty is starting to get frustrated. She bangs on the door with her fist and yells, "Grimmy get out of bed and come out and eat something Damn it!" She hears the squeaking of his bed. Hears his footsteps walk right up to the other side of the door. She hears him say, "Leave me be... I need not food, and I need not live..." then his footsteps trail off to his desk and hears him open a drawer. Shuffling of papers and books are heard and then something a little heavy is placed on the desk. Then silence.