Cyanide Sweet Tooth Suicide- shinedown
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You try writing a story while being mildly interested in the biggest football game between Wisconsin and Illinois. Not easy at all! Packers to the Superbowl! YAY!
Still the 31st of December. And the first of January :)
FPOV
I smiled and kissed her. The feeling of my kiss lingered on her lips and making her smile wickedly. She grabbed my hand and began to walk again. I looked up at the sky thanking someone for giving her to me and was answered with a handful of snow hitting me and her running in front of me.
"What was that for?" I said trying to wipe it off.
"Let me help you with that." she said kissing me then putting another handful on my head.
"Sam!"
"Yes Freddie?" she said tossing more snow my way.
I retaliated throwing snow her way but missing. People who were on the streets looked at us like we were crazy. But we are crazy. Crazy in love. I thought as I ran after Sam tossing a snowball every few moments. Smiling and laughing as I ran dodging as many of her snowballs as I could.
I sped up and wrapped my arms around her as she turned around to toss another snowball. I lifted her off the ground and spun her around.. I could hear her laughing as she placed her hands on my shoulders tossing her head back. She's a steel thrill suicide they say, cyanide in her plastic veins, she's a mannequin of misery, she's on a bender, but she ain't gonna break. I thought. She leaned down her hair falling in my face, and kissed me like she wasn't sure that she could have this much fun. Taste like sugar, but it's Novocaine. She's grinding teeth , she can sharpen the pain. I lost my footing and we fell unto a snow covered clearing. She laughed even though I was pretty sure her bare legs would be freezing in the snow. She rolled over. And kissed me again before sitting up to assess the damage.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"I'm fine." I said standing up reaching out for her hand. "You?"
"Wet but other that that no harm done." she said brushing the snow from her dress and jacket. I brushed off the backside for her and wrapped my arm around her shoulder as we walked.
"Where we going?" she asked innocently.
"You'll see."
5 minutes to midnight on New years eve and there became barely any room to walk near the falls. Sam and I stepped in the climate controlled Ferris wheel and it slowly made its way to the top.
"I'm gonna miss this." She said staring out the window.
"It sure is beautiful here." I said admiring the falls and the way the lights hit them.
"Yeah. Its nice. Nice and different. I don't want to be trapped in Seattle all my life."
"Hell I'll be happy not being trapped at home."
"We're going home tomorrow right?"
"That was the plan. I think we've been away long enough."
"Yeah. I miss Carly and Spence."
10...9... 8... they could hear from below.
"Freddie." She said looking in my eyes. "Freddie. Can we make tonight last forever."
I thought about it. I'd love to make that come true. 5... 4... 3...
"We can certainly try". I answered. 2...1 And the fireworks lit up as we kissed.
One smile can make your day. One touch can make your month. One kiss can make your entire life time. All I knew from that moment was I would try to the best of any mans ability to never let her down.
Black lips, pale eyes. Cyanide sweet tooth suicide. She's a killer, She's my, Cyanide sweet tooth suicide.
After the fireworks we went back to the hotel. Where she opened that bottle of wine. Where we sat in the jacuzzi in the room drinking it. Where we made more love. Where the only thing that mattered was that we were together.
We stayed up the entire night. And at 9 in the morning we moved very groggily to pack and shower and be out of the room by 10. On the flight home I sent a text to Carly- Carly, Can you pick us up at the airport? At 1?
She replied with a Sure thing
Sam fell asleep on my shoulder and neither one of spoke until we landed.
"I just thought of something!" Sam exclaimed as we walked off the plane.
"Whats that." I said taking her hand.
"What are we going to tell everyone? I mean. Do we want to tell them were a couple or keep it hidden? Or do we pretend nothing happened this week?"
"Slow down. Don't worry. Carly knows we shared a hotel. They can all think what they want. Carly also said we don't have to tell her anything we don't want. It's entirely up to you how much we tell or how little." We picked up our bags.
"I'm not ready to tell her were dating. And definitely not ready to tell her about...sex" she whispered.
"So should I let go of your hand before they see." I grinned at her.
"Unfortunately." she said with puppy eyes. Then leaned in and kissed me. "Oh I'm going to miss doing that when ever I wish." her forehead touching mine as she looked at my lips.
"You know you won't have to..." I started but she interrupted me with a kiss.
"Hem Hem" sounded a little cough followed by giggles.
I moved my eyes to the source of the noise. Then back to Sam and whispered, "Looks like that one isn't a secret."
As we turned to greet Spencer and Carly.
"Sam!" Carly squealed as she rushed to hug Sam.
"Freddo!" Spencer greeted Freddie and we switched. Then all got quiet.
"Whats wrong?" Sam and I asked.
"Freddie. We have something to tell you. You may want to sit down." Carly said. Looking back to Spencer for support.
I again I asked what was wrong.
"Freddie," Carly started but tears glossed her eyes. "Spencer I can't."
"Someone please tell me." I said irritably.
"Freddo. Your mother passed away in her sleep last night. We found out an hour ago."
"No. That's not possible." I said rising. "Its not possible." I was vaguely aware that Sam's hand found mine.
"We were going to tell you as soon as we found out but you had told me to pick you up and I knew there was no way you'd be able to get home any faster so I didn't see a point in ruining your week."
I couldn't speak. My chest heaving. Tears falling. She can't be dead. So strong. No. I won't believe it.
"Where is she? Take me to her."
Carly and Spencer wasted no time as we rushed to the car.
Sam held me the whole time.
We arrived at the county morgue in a short amount of time where Carly and Spencer spoke to the clerk.
"Yes. Come." He said.
He opened the drawer that contained her. He pulled back the sheet to show her face.
I couldn't believe my eyes. There she was dead. Black lips and pale skinned. Showing no signs of breathing.
"How?" I muttered as I feel to my knees.
"Found traces of Cyanide, Novocaine, Strychnine, and Cocaine in her system. It was clearly a suicide."
"Suicide." I murmured as the tears fell. All because of me. "It's my fault!"
"Freddie. No it wasn't. It wasn't." Sam tried to hold me and comfort me. The effort was useless. I punched one of the metal drawers that most likely held another dead. I yelled. I took a last glance at my mother and retreated to the car. Where I jumped in the front seat only to realize I didn't have the keys. I got out just as Sam , Spencer, and Carly got to the car. Sam ran after me. I spun around.
"Freddie! There was nothing you could do. Its not your fault!"
"Your right! It's your fault! If you hadn't ran away we wouldn't have gone to Canada! I'd have stayed at home!" I yelled at Sam. I grabbed her arms screaming, shaking with anger, "Why did you run Sam!" She looked scared as if I was going to hurt her.
"Your right." She said then tears fell. I let go and resumed walking away. She ran after me again still crying. "It's my fault. Freddie. I know you just wanna beat the hell out of something. Someone! But please. Lets just get in the car. I don't want you to do anything stupid." she cried clinging to my arm.
There it was. I'd broken my promise to never let her down. To never hurt her. I just accused her of killing my mother. There was no way I could ever make up for saying these things. I held Sam.
"I'm sorry." I whispered.
"Me too." she replied back.
Wow. I didn't think I could do that. People were telling me I needed to have a twist. I cried while writing this chapter. It just flowed from my finger tips which is sad if you think about it