Tales From Rippshear County

The Death of William J. Karper

TW: Blood, Death, Physical bullying, suicide, cursing, and Selfharm

-June 9th 2004.. 11:31pm-

Ray had a small boy with black hair pinned to a wall in an alleyway, the boys face was covered in sweat and blood. Ray's red hair was dripping wet as rain poured on them.

Two other boys held back a tall boy with blonde hair, who was kicking and screaming and crying. Shouting things like "Let him go please!" or "Beat me instead! Just don't hurt him!" Even with all the screaming and crying, the two boys holding him back just laughed loudly and watched Ray beat the boy.

Ray backed away from the boy causing him to fall forward due to him being was so weak. He looked up at Ray, his vision blurry and he was trembling. He could see Ray's grin and he felt as if he was about to pass out. He blinked slowly and by the time he looked back up at Ray he was hit on the side of the head with a bat, knocking him out.

Ray shouted at the at the other two to leave and the three boys ran away from the scene. The blonde hair boy whose name was Xavier ran over to his best friend who was unconscious and bleeding from his nose, head, ears, and was bruised all over his face, arms and shoulders. Xavier picked up the boy as quickly as possible causing him to scream in pain.

As Xavier ran for the hospital he told the boy, "Cmon William.. hold on a little longer. Please, for me.."

He sat down on a park bench, looking down at William crying, his best friend was quickly dying in his arms. They were both soaking wet, the rain pouring down onto them causing the blood on William's face drip onto the sidewalk. He held him close and cried quietly, then passing out from stress and exhaustion.

-June 10th 2004, 5:30pm-

Ray sat in his living room on a leather sofa. He had his nose buried into a book. He then heard his mother open their front door and they spoke quietly. He walked to the foyer where his mother stood at the door with the police.

"Mom, what are the police doing here?" Ray asked.

Ray's mother looked at the officer, then back at Ray. She sighed, "Ray.. honey, your friend William passed away last night."

Ray turned more pale than he already was. He had killed someone. He actually killed someone. He quickly ran up the stairs and locked himself in his room. He sat on the floor next to his bed, pulling his knees up to his chest and sobbed quietly. He sat there crying for about an hour before he fell asleep.

-June 11th 2004, 3:12am-
(Upcoming Trigger, Suicide attempt and Selfharm)

Ray woke up, he was laying on floor next to his bed. And thought to himself, "I killed someone.. so.. I should kill myself..."

Ray stood up and went his bedside table, opening its small drawer. He pulled out a small knife and pressed it against his wrist. He whimpered quietly and teared up as blood got onto the knife. He looked at his bleeding wrist as he pulled the knife away, he was crying and laughing quietly. He began repeating the process over and over. At one point he became dizzy and stared at the blood that had dripped onto the carpet. He sat on his bed, breathing heavily and his vision blurry.

"I need to die already.." He thought to himself.

He looked around, his vision getting more and more blurry. He noticed a small jar of tylenol on his desk and he stumbled over. He reached for it and his water bottle, he suddenly got extremely dizzy and leaned on his dresser. He whimpered quietly as the blood from his wrists dripped onto his desk. He suddenly noticed his eyes closing slowly and he collapsed onto his desk, making a loud crash.

A few hours later he woke up on a hospital bed, he looked to the side and groaned. He saw his parents, the police, his sister, his friend Alexander, even Xavier was there. But no Asher, he thought, "I guess he doesn't care enough to be here."