Disclaimer: not mine…
A/N – I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please don't hurt me.
Chapter Seven
"Life, a game"
"Just go, Vince. You'd save us all a lot of grief if you weren't around. Just, I dunno, go take a running jump."
Those were the last words he said to me, before I grabbed my coat, shoes and ran here.
Here. I don't know where here is. Swinging my legs over the side of a rooftop. Looking down at London city below me. Preparing myself. Wondering if I should go back to him or not. He didn't seem to be forgiving in any way, shape or form when I left.
I know he won't forgive me if I went back to him.
By doing this, I'll be saving him.
I'll be saving myself too.
From a lifetime of heartbreak.
Everyone always said that when Vince Noir clicked his fingers, Howard Moon came running.
In reality. It's the other way round.
When Howard Moon says "Jump," Vince Noir jumps.
So that's what I'm doing now.
Taking a running jump.
I've written this all down on a piece of paper for you, Howard. Live your life without me. But never forget me. I love you too much..
Goodbye, Howard. I love you.
xxx