*****Jimmy's Point Of View*****
"GODDAMNIT! KILL ME RIGHT FUCKING NOW! I HATE YOU GOD! I HATE YOU! FOR MAKING ME GO THOUGH THE LOSS OF THE ONLY GIRL I WILL EVER FUCKING LOVE! I HATE YOU!" I shouted to the sky, pain radiating though my being.
Silence. All I could hear was silence. I hated silence. I couldn't do anything to make noise though, all I could do was cry. I cried so much right there in a small ammount of time, that it hurt. It left me with a head ache, dry eyes, and pain. More pain. Heart ache to be exact. I continued to cry, tears lost, just dry sobs.
Nothing could hurt me more than she just did now. Nothing. I punched the floor a few times, making my entire right hand completly numb. I growled, and stood. Only to fall again, out of the pain she left with me. I screamed, screamed, and screamed. It wouldn't go away. It was as if someone stabbed me until I was left with nothing but death as an option. I had no heart. She stole it. Nothing was left of me. I was nothing without the only girl I will ever love. EVER.
I tried to stand again, legs failing once again. I couldn't move. My body was in shock, and extremly numb. I shivered, and tried again. Falling on my face, bringing more pain to my body. I screamed, voice lost.
'FUCKING KILL ME NOW GOD! NOW!' I screamed mentally.
'Be a fucking man, and take me out of this goddamn misery now!' I screamed in my head, with no reply.
I had to solve the pain. There was only one way, and one way only to give the pain up. And it had to be done, before I went completly crazy.
*****Kaela's Point Of View*****
-Concert Time-
"Baby we can finish what we started later. It's time for me to perform." Billie promised, leaving the room.
"Okay." I wispered numbly, following him.
"You can watch from side stage if you want?" He questioned, hoping I would watch, I could tell.
"Sure." I muttered, no tone to my voice.
I couldn't believe what I had done. I had ended everything. Everything I had built up for three years. Everything. For a stupid mistake. Everyone made them, but what made this one so big? Why couldn't I bring myself to let it slide, I should. I need to fix this. I really do. Because no matter what I say, I still love Jimmy. He IS my best friend, I CAN NOT give up on him. I wasn't supposed to let him down as easily as everyone else has.
"KAELA? HELLOOOOOOOOOO?" Billie yelled, waving a hand in front of my face.
I looked up at him and forced a smile.
"Wish me luck?"
I gave him a short kiss on the lips, and leaned on the wall to watch the concert.
He smiled, and rushed out on stage, greeting the crowd.
I couldn't bring myself to actully pay any mind. I just began to lose myself in thought. Until a little while later the noise of thousands of people halted.
I shook my head, and started to watch again.
Oh...My...God...
Jimmy was on stage, in front of everyone. I stood stunned, confused in the same spot.
He began to speak into the microphone, which brought my feet to walk out to the middle of the stage.
"Today has been the SHITTIEST day of my life. I've lost my best friend, I've lost the only love of my life, and I've lost all dignity. I've even lost the respect of my idol, Billie. So I have a PERFECT fucking soulution to my pain," He paused, and turned around toward me," Kaela I will always love you, no matter what. If you can't have my love, then who does it really belong to?" He ended it with that, and pulled a gun out of his pants.
Everyone gasped, security was frozen in shock.
It was a shiny silver pistol, it looked old, worn. Never used before though. He took the gun, and pointed it to his head, pressing it to his left temple. He could barly hold the gun, his hand was a sick purple. Probably broken.
"Goodbye my love." He wispered, and postioned himself to squezze the trigger.
Words were lost, I felt like I was in a nightmare. Where you couldn't move, couldn't talk, no matter how much danger you or someone else was in. I watched helplessly, unable to make myself do or say anything. Everyone was that way.
He squezzed the trigger, a loud shot ringing out over the entire field. Right then I felt my knees buckle, as the blood spewed out everywhere. I felt some spattlers hit me, not much. I ruined his life to the point where he didn't wanna' live it. I was a murderer.
*****Billie's Point Of View*****
I gasped, and tears ran down my face. Blood was dripping down my arms, a lot had hit me, I was close to him. Screams could be heard in the crowd, security was unfrozen. I screamed myself, and dropped to the gound out of shock. Out of surprise. Kaela was far behind me, which I just relized as I fell to my knees near Jimmy's body.
I began to cry as a few security guards surrounded me, and a couple ran towards the others. I had inflicted some misery on his life. I had a part in the effect. I was a murderer.
I pushed the guards away, and pulled my knees to my chest as my breathing increased rapidly. Right now it felt like someone was squeezing the life out of my heart, and I clutched my chest in pain. I screamed, making more guards surround me. That only made it worse. I couldn't catch any of my breath, and I was dizzy. I felt like death was haunting itself upon me at this very moment.
I screamed another time, and fell down, resting my head on the ground. I was crying, tears rushing down my face. The guards came closer in.
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" I shouted, making them jump back.
"DEAL WITH THE FUCKING SITUATION! NOW!" I demanded harshly, making them all scatter.
I laid there a moment, in pure agony. Then calmed myself down a bit, and got the strength to crawl back next to Kaela. She was curled in a ball, not moving at all. She had to be in the worst condition.
I pulled her into my arms, and let her cry into my chest. I cried with her, cried out of pain, out of guilt, out of everything there was to cry about.
