The stupidity

The Rest of it

"Leanne, how dare you call this bootiful gurl a corpse???" Matthias shouted, "You call that beautiful-" Leanne couldn't even finish her sentence when Matthias delivered a swift Will Smith slap right in the face (nooooooo i got will smith slapped), blue banana poured out of her pockets, and the dead Guanjun took this as an opportunity to get some for free. He appeared on earth as a ghast, took some, and returned to hell. Then Matthias pulled out a GLOCK and ate it. "Delicious."

  Tears started welling up in Matthias' eyes(yes very suddenly), impairing his vision. "How... Why..." He was on the verge of collapsing. Staring at his dearest on the hospital bed made his head ache, but the pain was incomparable to the aching his heart was experiencing. "How was Charlotte reduced to this state...? Why had she been the one to suffer in death?" thoughts like these invaded his mind. She was like a broken marionette, carelessly thrown, strewn onto the bed. Looking at the twisted smile painted in her face, he thought — never would the smile that once had been filled with genuine joy and happiness come back again. "Never..." Matthias began to develop the same twisted grin as his dead fiance.

Taking out his Glock-97 from his waist pocket, Matthias climbed up the stairs onto the rooftop of the hospital. There, he could die in peace...

Matthias pointed the gun upwards towards his throat. However, thinking of dying a quicker death, pointed it into his mouth (and ate it jkjk), but had almost choked on it. He had no way to experience a quick and painless death comfortably. Suddenly, he knew how to do so. Taking the gun out from his mouth, Matthias then pointed the gun directly against his forehead. There, all his brain matter would be blown out, letting him to be able to not experience any pain at all and dying a painless death. Matthias smiled, it looked almost like he was chuckling— how his life had been reduced to this moment. With definite resolve, he knew what needed to be done.

Matthias fingered the Glock-97, which would be the last thing he would hold while alive. Then, he pressed the trigg-

"Matthias, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" a voice came from behind him. Matthias' sick and mad smile faded away completely. His face was now replaced with a look of indifference, almost as if he was bored. He looked back, pointing the Glock-97 at the person who had tried to stop him.

"Don't make me a murderer," he said, his brain clearly malfunctioning from the loss of his love, Charlotte. The gun was pointing at Aurelia, the girl whom Matthias once had a crush on before Charlotte came. into his life.

"Please, don't do this..." Aurelia begged for Matthias to not recklessly end his life.

"Why do you care!?" Matthias spat, "It's not like you love me, do you?" It had seemed that the last sentence had struck Aurelia in her heart. It felt inevitable for her not to blush.

"Well... truth is..." Aurelia muttered her words incoherently. She just could not bring herself up to admit the truth — how sad she would be if Matthias had ended his life, not knowing how much love she now had felt for him."I love you..." Aurelia basically said to Matthias. Although she had only mouthed the words, it still conveyed the same message if she would have simply told Matthias that.

"Hah... PFFT- HAHAHAHA...!" Matthias bursted out laughing. Of course, this offended Aurelia a lot, as a cross expression dawned on her face.

"You really think you can compare to Charlotte? Her beauty, her outgoing personality, her (ahem) stupidity (ahem)... no matter how hard you wish, you'll never be even a fraction as good as her...!" At the mention of "her", Matthias started to break down (again). "Charlotte... my love..." he said, tears streaming down his face like a waterfall.

"Why should I bring myself to live in a world my Charlotte had already left?" he figured, clenching the Glock-97 bingchilling on his hands.