Chapter: 4 No More Hurt, No More Pain
Rated: PG13 (You'll see why...)
Disclaimer: Would I write these and actually own Degrassi? If you can't figure that out, you probably shouldn't read this. It'll be over your head. (Joking!)
"Marco... please, wake up." Marco's eyes slowly opened as he heard a quiet plea. With his eyes open a slight crack, he looked around the room. Since he was still a little out of it, everything was just white fuzzy objects. When he tried to move his neck, he realized that he had a brace on and was unable to do so.
Slowly, he started making out objects. The first thing he saw was Dylan kneeling next to his bed with his head in his hands crying. Behind him, Paige was leaning on her mother. They were both in tears as well. For a spilt second, Marco and Mrs. Michealchuk locked eyes.
"Dylan, baby." She shook Dylan. He looked up and saw Marco was awake.
"Marco!" He embraced the bandaged boy. Marco attempted to squirm out of his arms, but to no avail.
"Stop." Marco ordered him.
Confused, Dylan released him. "Wha..."
"Leave me alone." Marco's voice and face had no emotion. He knew if he allowed any, he'd start crying.
New tears fell from Dylan's look of disbelief. He couldn't believe this was happening.
Suddenly, he whipped around and ran out of the hospital room. Paige followed him, but not before giving Marco a look of hatred. Mrs. Michealchuk however, stayed where she was. She looked at the doorway, and then back to Marco. She was obviously torn. Motherly instincts taking over, she ran after her children.
I've got a question I've got a question you should know
Give me the answer
Give me the answer for my sobs
Give me a reason, it's for the things you said and done
Give the answer
Marco started crying. His life really couldn't get anymore screwed up than this. No parents, no Dylan... It was all his fault though.
Why did you leave me alone
You got to tell me
You got to tell me what's gone wrong
Give me an idea so I can carry on
Haven't got a reason for the crying
Haven't got a reason for the pain
Haven't got a reason for you lying
Dylan burst through the revolving glass doors and out into the street. Marco was right. If he hadn't of pressured him then none of this would of happened. Emotions overcoming him, he leaned against a brick alley wall. Sobs racked his body.
C'mon and tell me
C'mon and tell me what's gone wrong
Why did you use me
Why did you use me up at null
We had a wild heart
We had a love that was so strong
C'mon and tell me so I can carry on
Marco just wanted everything to be over. "No more pain, no more hurt." He whispered a line from his and Dylan's favorite song.
Haven't got a reason for the crying
Haven't got a reason for the pain
Haven't got a reason for even living
One more day
I need an answer
Give me the answer to my prayin'
I need to hold you
I turn around and you're not there
C'mon and tell me
That what you did was bland Why don't you want me now I just don't understand
Dylan hated himself for what he had done. He wished none of this had ever happened. "No more pain, no more hurt." He whispered.
Haven't got a reason for the crying
Haven't got a reason for the pain
Haven't got a reason for even living
One more day
He couldn't stand living one more day. Marco grabbed a pillow and put it over his face, smothering his last breath.
Suicide day
Suicide day
Suicide day
Suicide day
Suicide day
Suicide day
Suicide day...
He was free. Finally free from everything...