Chapter 1
I look at the stars, how pretty they are. While the sound of silence hints at me at its most. It hints at me that the thrist of the sound is calming, but something of me is missing. . . The sound is unusual to me if i could say . It's different . I havnt heard it for so long . ever since he had went missing. Noah, Ever since they went missing its been ever so quiet . The guilt of finally beimg able to sit down and . . Then i realize they arnt there. . . They arnt going to be there when i need them anymore. Its just me . No more being able to cry imto someones arms when i need them . No more . No more sitting on the roof, watching the stars with them. Just. Me i guess.
'Rev!! Come in side, its getting late and im worried about you...' i hear mother screaming, i opened my bedroom window from the outsdie window and started to climb in. heh.. i remember the night we first got caught.. we were on this same roof. My room was more, colorful i guess that would be name to call it. I had little strings amd vines drooping off of my ceiling. There were those little sterio disks that played music hung on my wall, Maybe it was a sign.. a sign that he was going to be gone soon. I steped imto my room and stared at the ceilimg.
We used to have a saying thst we always told eachother, well he told me it.
'If i ever shall go down with the sun, i need you to keep your head up. I need you to keep going. Its for the best, the best of you and the best for me.'
i lay in my bed, with the walls surrounding me. it feels like a trap, an inescapable trap. My mind was deceiving me, I could see him still, i could hear his voise. His wimpers of him when he was taken away. It was all so clear to me, its like memory, well it is a memory.. a very.. horriblememory, a memory that'll be inside of your head forever, if you know what i mean? His wimpers... the crying he made, the quietly sobbing. The sniffles i heard. i can not get them out of my head. My vision became black for a second and i was on the roof, still watching the stars, but instead it was lighter than it was. The sun was peaking through the sky line. i realized how high up the roof was from here; maybe 10-20 feet? i look down at the ground; so far down.
do it. jump . jump! no one would care if you were gone, and you would be able to see him again! you care about him don't you? don't you ?!
my brain kept on nagging me and nagging me about jumping off.
all you are is some weak kid nobody cares about, you know this. Its no use continuing to try.
pathetic.
wor-
i slipped off of the roof, before i have to deal with it any more and everything went blank.
I feel a thick pain inside of my body, and not knowing what happened, I am unable to open my eyes, Well i am, but i feel unable to, my whole body is so.. weak.
"Rever.?! Wake up. Wake up ! " i heard the sound of a similar voise to his. The breathing they took was heavy. my eyes fluttered when i saw a person to the right of me, covering their eyes, they were sniffling, trying not to let out a solid sob. they looked like they had short but fluffy brown hair, their face was covered by their hands.
i wasn't in my bedroom. i was in a clean white room, on a blueish bed, a chair with those little handles that you put your arms on, do you know what I'm talking about? Anyways. My breaths were quick and shallow. I was quickly glancing around everywhere, a burning in my throat, like you would feel when you need to cry. My stomach dropped.
WHY ARNT I DEAD?! WHY DIDN'T IT WORK?! I just want to see them again. That's the only person I wanted to see. My brain was yelling at me.
‘Hey, breathe...I know you're freaking out right now but you need to breathe hun.’ An oddly familiar voice touched my heart with. He put his hand on my arm, begging me to calm down. ‘It's going to be okay sweetheart, I'm here.’
NO, IT'S NOT GOING TO BE OKAY!!!! IM NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE!! I-
He interrupted my thoughts with a warm “hey. Look at me, it's going to be okay, I'm not gone. You need to continue to look for me, you'll find me one day. I promise, please don't give up darling, you'll find me. Please. I need you to find me, sweetheart.’
The next thing I saw was him lifting his arm up, and...
'good bye.'
