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Dark - Ikarishipping

Sometimes everything goes wrong. Maybe that's why I lost him. To the darkness in his heart.

"Not today Troublesome. I'm busy" He looked away.

"You're always busy." I replied angrily. Turning on my heel, I stormed away. Over my shoulder I called back, "Find a light switch Paul! You're living in the dark."

My words stung him. Paul had always been dark and cold. People respected it. Now here I am telling him to "get a life". What have I done? Turning back, I search for him, only to find he's disappeared into the crowd. I'd apologize tomorrow. It would all go back to normal tomorrow. Turns out, I'd never been so wrong.

Paul called in sick every day that week. Everyone was worried. I heard a rumour that he was doing drugs and smoking. I didn't know what to believe.

He came back next week. But, he was different, distant. Finally I confronted him between classes. When he looked at me, I suddenly felt afraid. His eyes were dark and cruel. He spoke those two dreaded words.

"We're over."

My heart broke and I ran. I avoided Paul for days, weeks, months, moments… Until he came back begging for my help.

"Please Troublesome. You have to help me."

I glared at him. "Sorry I can't. Maybe you've finally found your light. Well, sorry to put it out, but I'm never coming back. Ever." I walked away making possibly the biggest mistake in my life.

The next day the principal announced Paul would not be attending our school anymore. I was puzzled.

Walking home that day I grabbed a newspaper for my mom. Glancing at the headline my jaw dropped. It read, "16 year-old Paul Shinji shot and killed by gang after admitting to have stolen drugs from gang."

I sprinted home. I dropped the paper on the table for my mom and fled to my room in horror. For days after his death I cried. But, after weeks I fell into depression. My mom grew worried. She sent me to a psychologist for treatment.

Slowly, after months, I began to get better. When a year had passed, my outside image was perfect and my inside, nearly. My attitude was excellent. I tried so hard to get better. But I wasn't trying for me. I was trying for him.

I lived life to its fullest for him. I became a light and, boy oh boy, did I shine! I banished darkness from my life and smiled. Truly smiled. But, I was always a little unhappy. Unhappy I didn't become a light in time.

I still mourn him even if everything else goes right. I should have seen it coming. Perhaps Paul wasn't the only one. Living in,

The Dark.

A/N Ok then… I was kinda…. Um…. When I wrote this…. Lol recently all my writing has been dramatic and weird lol.. :)

Peace, Love and All That Good Crap.

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