The crowd was so loud that night. The lights shone like the sun on midday, maybe even brighter. His feelings, though, was as dark as the night. The evening had just begun, and still it was as if it never should have started. It never should! His only thought was about how to make it stop, how to make the evening end. Without him having to do a thing. But that probably was impossible. As impossible as he knew it was, he wanted it. He wanted it all to end. Right now, at that second.
All the voices surrounding him made him struggle for air, he wanted quietness. He wanted for the entire world to just leave him alone, leave him with himself and
Slowly Lost You Too -Oneshot- by Traumer111, literature
Literature
Slowly Lost You Too -Oneshot-
(Song Fic- italics are lyrics of Suicide Season by Bring Me The Horizon)
We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.
One last look to the world, through the glass. One last word to the ones who love him, spoken through the pen in his hand. One last chance to turn back.
The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places.
But in reality, any chance he had has fled long ago. He had thought he would be nervous, a shaken mess. But everything is numb, now. Blissfully cold, after all that has happened.
The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too.
One last apol
Five - Chapter 11 by Sirilla-Love-Bill, literature
Literature
Five - Chapter 11
"Where are we going?"
I hear him ask the question. I hear him laugh for the thousand time this night. Only to be reminded that I'm not going to tell him where we are going. He has asked the question so many times, that I thought he would have known my answer by now. I'm not going to let him in on my secret. Not just yet. He must be patient, just a little while longer. I smile as I hear him groan in complain about not getting to know where we are going.
As the lights swipes over the dark road, I watch him in my periphery vision. A smile plastered on his face. The black mane is tamed today. The black silky strands of hair are brushed down. No
Five - Chapter 10 by Sirilla-Love-Bill, literature
Literature
Five - Chapter 10
Three little words. It's all it took. It's all I wanted to say, all I needed to say. And yet again, they meant so much more than any other words. The simplest of things may be the biggest of them all. And the simplest of feelings, may be the best of them all.
I still see his smile after he heard what I said. I don't really think he believed me, not quite. His face changed, somehow. His eyes looked confused. Everything stopped, I stopped breathing for a little while, and he stopped moving. He laid underneath me with an almost blank expression, almost as if wondering if he had imagined the whole thing. Like he didn't really want me to say thos
I watch my glowing cigarette fall to the ground. Watching it burn out on the dark asphalt. My hands are shaking. My lips are pressed tightly together. I watch the five cigarettes lying on the ground. I've had my share of tonight. He's not coming. I can't sit around forever.
I rise from the box. Step on the few cigarettes laying on the ground.
He's not coming. It's all I can think about. I walk towards the end of the ally. Knowing that it leads to the back of the building. I Watch the dark night in front of me, watching it as I slow down my pace. I listen to the night sounds that surround me. They hum like an orchestra. People talking, cars