The next morning brings a thunderstorm; just the way he likes it. His stomach growls loudly, but he ignores it. "I don't deserve to eat. I don't deserve to eat." He whispers to himself. He's worthless. It surprises him that his family still loves, him…He hates himself.
He skips breakfast with his family… Again. Instead, he lies on his bed all alone facing the ceiling, and plugs his headphones into his ears. He scrolls down his list and decides on his favourite song, Wake up Alone by Amy Whinehouse. He then, every so slightly, begins to sing along.
It's okay in the day I'm staying busy
Tied up enough so I don't have to wonder where is he
Got so sick of crying
So just lately
When I catch myself I do a 180
I stay up clean the house
At least I'm not drinking
Run around just so I don't have to think about thinking
That silent sense of content
That everyone gets
Just disappears soon as the sun sets
This face in my dreams seizes my guts
He floods me with dread
Soaked in soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone
If I was my heart
I'd rather be restless
The second I stop the sleep catches up and I'm breathless
This ache in my chest
As my day is done now
The dark covers me and I cannot run now
My blood running cold
I stand before him
It's all I can do to assure him
When he comes to me
I drip for him tonight
Drowning in me we bathe under blue light
He sighs and notices some stray tears rolling down his cheeks. He wipes them away quickly and takes his headphones out. He then puts his Ipod away and clutches back onto that same teddy bear he had gotten from his brother. Seconds after, he falls asleep.
He wakes up and notices the clock says 3:46 p.m. He had slept that long? Wow. That never happens.
He stretches and walks over to his closet, deciding what to wear today. He chooses black skinny jeans with a dark blue shirt, and a bright red sweatshirt.
He changes and walks downstairs to see all three of his brothers watching TV. He quietly walks to the kitchen, in attempt to avoid any questioning. Unfortunately, that doesn't happen. Joe turns around and looks at him sympathetically.
"Umm, there's still a few pancakes on the counter it you want." He says quietly. Almost like he's… afraid?
He looks at Joe for a second before turning to walk out the front door. He feels something come in contact with his shoulder and turns around to see Kevin's hand placed firmly on it.
"You really shouldn't be going out in this weather." He says worriedly. "You'll get sick. You're not even wearing a coat!"
He laughs bitterly. It's not like he cares. No one should. You know why? Because he's fucking worthless. He'll be glad if he does get sick.
He shrugs Kevin's hand off his shoulder and walks outside, down the middle of the street.
He stops walking when he comes to a puddle. He looks down to see his horrible reflection starring back at him. He's completely disgusted in himself.
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He's very wrapped up in putting himself down and beating himself up about 'the incident.' What he doesn't hear, is his brother yell his name. And he doesn't see the large garbage truck speeding down the lane, towards him. And everything happens in slow motion.
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His body hits the ground with a loud 'Crack!,' Bones breaking on contact.
His body feels as though it's on fire, his vision blurry. He can barely make out the 3 figures standing above him. Their faces make him want to die at that very moment. Their filled with sadness and agony, salty tears mixed in with the heavy rain, stinging his already burning body.
He tilts his head slightly to one side. There's blood. Too much blood. And he's lying in a large puddle of his own.
He can tell he's dying quickly, his life rapidly fading away with every passing second.
But he doesn't care. No one should. And he cries.
Because,
He's worthless.
The end : ) The songs are 'Save Me' by Jordin Sparks and 'Wake Up Alone' by Amy Whinehouse. Please Review!!