The Tragic Story Of True Love

Alone

Battered, broken bones, bleeding, and on the verge of death, Asher walks down the lonely sidewalk. The voice whispers in his head, "Where will you go? Join us Ashhh... Join us~" but he only continues to walk. Softly rain taps his body, washing the blood into his clothes. Death and the thought of suicide surrounds him and clouds his mind. He was blamed for the death of his mother. She died while giving birth to him, and his father would never forgive himself, and blamed the Innocent child. He would scream at Asher, beat him, and starve him days on end. He would lock him in a small closet in the basement, with all the lights off and the only sound, was the soft tapping of water from a leaky pipe, hitting the cold cement floor. Reminds him of the sound of the rain.

"Where are you going Asher?" asks the figure walking dangerously close to his side. He looks at him. "Join us.." the thing rattles out. With a soft movement of his arm, Asher wisps away the figure of his imagination. Pain sweeps over him again, the sudden movement made it worse.

For hours it seems he has been walking, he looks up and finds himself on the door step of his best friend, Merc's house. He rests his head on the door and he lets tears fall down his face. He can't bring himself up to knock on the door, so he stands there, hair being matted down by the rain. He wants to text him, but he has nothing but the clothes on his back, and a broken heart.