Chapter 12 – Suicide
I paced the front room in front of the TV. Much to Cyborg's distaste – I was blocking his view of the TV.
"Dude will you cut it out?" he shouted at me.
I wouldn't.
I have to think of what my feeling are now. Who do I care for?
Starfire.
Marble.
Oh great you're back.
I'm always here – I'm you.
Piss off!
Oh. Not in a good mood today are we?
"Just SHUT UP!" I cried allowed.
"Dude, are you arguing with yourself!" asked a baffled Cyborg.
"Yes I am and I want the other side of me to get lost!"
"Okay…" Cyborg raised an eyebrow, which I ignored and ran to my room.
Starfire came in and sat next to me.
"Robin why are you so confused?"
"I dunno…I can't say." She shrugged and walked out. Don't blame her.
I walked over to my desk and unlocked the only padlocked door. Inside it was a silver gun.
It wasn't loaded, so I had to rummage for the bullets.
I loaded it and placed it to my foehead.
"Well Quartz," I thought aloud. "You wanted me dead, and now you're gonna get your wish."
Just as my finger closed round the trigger, there was a knock at the door.
"Robin? Can I come in?"
It was Marble.
"One minute." I quickly stuffed the gun in the drawer and locked it. "Okay!" I called.
The door opened and Marble walked in.
"I wanted to say sorry for last night. I don't know what came over me."
I nodded. "Is that all?"
I was eager for her to leave. She nodded like me an dleft. Phew.
Again, I unlocked the drawer, and took out the gun.
I felt it's weight in my hand, and I tossed it over a few times.
Kill yourself. Go on, let me see you do it!
I will.
Bet you won't.
Bet I will.
I placed the gun at my head, and gripped it tightly. My hand became all seaty, and I hesitated for a moment more, then I pulled the trigger.
The next moment happened in slow motion.
I pulled the trigger;
I fell;
I heard a scream;
Another scream;
Silence.