2 am OneShots

Sorrow

A/N
First one. Yay... have fun I guess. Italics are thoughts. ~~~ is the past

The rough feeling of concrete forms in my feet. The wind blows softly on me as I look to my left, I smile at the brunette boy as tear left his eyes, our hands locked together by rope as we take our last step of the earth.

Time seems to slow as I let gravity propel my body downwards. The blue-eyed boy pulls me into a hug and whispers words into my ear, then the world turns black.

~~~

Where am I? Is this hell? No... I'm back. 

I watch my former self walk into the classroom. Those glares, even the nicest eyes gave me judgemental looks. Why? I see flowers starting to bloom on my teachers desk. How pretty. They bloom even more, there are butterflies, smiles. Today is a good day. The brunette boy sits next to me. I always did forget his name.

He greets me and I do the same, he asks what I can see today and excitedly I tell him of all the wonderful greenery I've seen on my way here and in the class. He smiles, sadly, and asks me some more. I feel the glares strengthen on me. Why?

The bell rings and my teacher makes her way into class. I've forgotten her too. She teaches us about things. Things I don't understand. I'm too distracted with the little black kitten playing on my desk. Soon the lesson ends and the blue-eyed boy drags me out of class before the glares turn into something more.

We sit outside, and I start occupying myself with the yellow frog next to me. The brunette tells me he'd be right back.

He won't come back

I ignore my thoughts and continue playing as more frogs arrive. A group of people show up. They all tower over me, I feel small. They mock me, they said I'm interacting with air? Can't they see all the beautiful things I do?

One kicks me. It hurts. Another does and orders me to stand up. I comply quickly and they all start to become faceless. One punches me in the head, everything becomes fuzzy. My lovely frogs, the become large and black with horrifying faces, it hurts to see them in pain. Why must we be in pain?

Soon the brunette boy comes back, I turn to face him, blood dripping down the side of my head as I ignore the various insults. Soon, the faceless back off, and they run. Is it because of brunette? I embrace Brun in a hug and thank him, telling him about the frogs, and how we need to go help them, and calm their pain before they hurt someone.

He pats my head and tells me they'll go back to normal.

He wants you for what everyone else wants you for.

~~~

White. A lot of white.

Is this what I'll be seeing for eternity?

The white starts to dissipate. Brun is with me. We are still tied by the rope. But we are just... orbs? I notice I'm a soft grey and he is a soft blue. We start to wonder around together, we don't say a word. I find a dark grey door and pull his attention towards it. I walk up to it and just float through it. There are many stairs. I remember something

~~~

I run up the winding stairs of my flat, a faceless man chases me. He resembles me, the same raven hair. A relative maybe? But I'm running, and I'm scared. Family shouldn't be scary. He grabs my wrist and pulls me closer to him. He shouts in my face and slaps me with his free hand.

I'm scared, I need to go.

He forces his lips onto mine. It feels wrong. I don't like it. He pulls away and push me onto the ground.