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Classification: One-Shot
Author: Anonymous

Fear.

A distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; the feeling or condition of being afraid.

Anger.

An intense emotional state involving a strong uncomfortable and non-cooperative response to a perceived provocation, hurt or threat

Anxiety.

A feeling which is characterized by an unpleasant state of inner turmoil and includes feelings of dread over anticipated events.

Sadness.

A emotional pain associated with, or characterized by, feelings of disadvantage, loss, despair, grief, helplessness, disappointment and sorrow.

The feelings for which every person and animal has, have and will feel within some point of their existence. Emotions serve a major role in our survival in order quickly respond to the surrounding environment, Without them, we would have not feel the sense being in danger, the consequences of our own actions and lose ability to grief for close ones. These emotions are important to realize our current surroundings and environment. I look out towards the horizon as cool breeze hits my break, today was a foggy overcast, limiting my view on both the ocean and skyline of Volcadera Bluffs. It was cold and dense to say the least. I know at any moment the cops will eventually reach me and knowing full well I don’t intend to turn myself in. Not after what I’ve done. For my mom and dad see their failure of a daughter behind bars for the rest of her life isn’t something they and I want. Especially if your father is a police commissioner that their child just massacred a dozen of her fellow classmates with his own Smith and Wesson .357 Revolver. But I didn’t care. He never get a ounce of shit about me anyways. Constantly demanding and expecting and also doubting my abilities and dreams, thinking what he is doing is justifiable and fair and eventually it all work out in the end. But I know he gave up on me a long time ago. Fuck up after Fuck up just confirmed what he already knows. He raised a failure. Mom too started even having her own doubts about me. Even with her cheerful and gentle attitude towards everything, she also felt a bit of doubt that I could amount to something. My parents are ashamed for raising such a worthless piece of shit like me, it’s no wonder they devote their energy towards Naser in the hopes at least one of their own kids doesn’t end up like a bum. 

Naser. Fucking Naser. He couldn’t even have the ability of hate me, after everything I done to him. He simply just had to care enough no matter what. He just had to try for me even I constantly told him I don’t want his help. God fucking dammit… Even in his own shitty attempts of helping me in the hopes it will do good it just ended in the shitter. If he simply just stop giving a shit…. I felt the rush of water running down my cheeks. My own baby brother… The sound of sirens and screams down below just made the pain inside worse. How? How did it end up like this? The fucking assclowns here for laughing at me constantly for my show? Not even giving a chance to show what I am capable of? Fuck them. They’re the reason why they are two story below dead in their own pool of piss, shit and blood. There are the weeds of society sucking up the all of the nutrients so that wouldn’t let the flowers bloom and survive. Especially that cunt Naomi. FUCK her. As for her Reed and Trish… I know they’ll hate me for what I’ve done. I don’t expect forgiveness from them, they don’t deserve a shitty friend like me, I surprised they tolerated enough to stand by me after so many years. Dealing with this… with me… I wish they’ll be better without me. I tried to wipe my tears as I know I’m running out of time. I know what has to be done.. I look down on from the open gap of suicide fencing. The large crowd outside as police and swat try to set up a barrier between the school’s main entrance and them. As I prepare to my final act, I hear a voice behind me

“Fang?”

With no time to react, I quickly aimed and pull the trigger as fast I could. The powerful recoil of the revolver jerked my wrist fast, causing a temporary moment of pain as I stand there. There was no time to think, only react. Praying that it was just an officer trying to put an end to this madness. Only to greeted by a bald human in a green flannel, white T and jeans. It was Anon. The adrenaline high felt off as I realize that the person I shot at was Anon. Anon, what’s he doing here? He’s supposed to be at his home sleeping, he shouldn’t be there right now. He should laying in bed and being safe from me. But here he is, with a bullet wound in his left leg. He tries to stand and face towards me with all his strength. 

“A-Anon.. WHY ARE YOU-!” I said 

I hear him groaning from the intense pain

“Fang… Why…?”

“Y-You weren’t supposed to be here!”

“You shouldn’t have come here!”

“Fuck… Because… because I love you!” Anon said while he groans  

Oh my god… Anon… The only one I didn’t want to hurt. He shouldn’t have come. He wasn’t supposed to be here. Why God… The only person who cared enough to support me. The only person that understood me. The only person that genuinely loved me for who I am… And I shot him.

“S-stay back!” I yell at him

I drop the revolver to stop myself from doing any more harm. Anon, with a hole in his left shin start limping, god knows what unbearable pain he’s in.

“Fang… Please…”

He continued limping towards me as I step back, trying to kept him away from me. Blood drips from this leg leaving a red stream on the floor. I yell his name out to keep him away from me but yet he refuses 

“Please just come downstairs with me, it’s not over, it doesn’t have to be this wa-“

I hear his bone snap as the injured leg caves in from his weight. I see him collapsed on the floor, he look weak and faded, the amount of blood dripping from him is enough to fill a shallow pool around him, he turns his head to me 

“Please, come down with me…”

“Oh-oh god. Oh my god. S-stop.” I plead to him but no avail

He claws with whatever strength he has left in him. I step back about as much as I could until there no ground beside the ledge overshadowing the three story fall down. There’s nowhere else to go. I never wanted this. I never wanted to hurt him. God why I can’t even protect those I love, especially from myself. 

“Fang… Look at me… Back away from there please…”

“It’s not over… Stay with me here, please…”

“Don’t leave me alone…”

I think back from all of the times we spend. No matter how much I hiss and recoil back from him. He was always there. Even I thought I don’t need his help, he help regardless. He help me in my time of need. He believe in me always. And now he’s crawling in his blood because me. He doesn’t deserve this…  

“Please…”

I’m standing on the ledge to a three story down to the pavement, the police are shouting in their megaphones but all I could focus on was Anon. I realize now it was too late now, there’s no other choice. Anon is dying and I need to end this now. For my short time with him these past few months have been the best in my life. I think if things turn out different… I would want to be with for the rest of my life, to start a family with him, to grow old together until our dying days. I wish I could have been better for everyone, for him. I look his eyes as he the same. I lent out a smile. Thank you for everything you have done for me. 

I’m sorry….. 


I love you….. 


I let go of my balance as the earth pulls me down towards it. The rush of wind hits my wings and back with such drag that I felt like I was on a rollercoaster. I let my body loose as gravity takes ahold of me. In the finals seconds before I hit the pavement, I see myself on top of a hill, I see anon with a little girl as she plays around a toy airplane, I see myself right there with him as we lay in the shade, I think that’s our daughter, she reminded me when I was a kid, she comes rushing towards anon and my older self. We all come together in a family hug. 

And then darkness takes over…