I look over at Thomas. We have come so far, but it had to be now that everything went wrong. I know he should be scared of me and I should be trying my hardest to stay away from him, but I can't. Because we've spent so much time together, I think of him as the brother I never had (well, at least, I think I never had).
But now look what it's come to. I'm straddling him while he has a gun pointed to my head. I never thought it would come down to this, but soon I'll become a crank and eat anything I can get my hands on. And I can't let that happen; although, I can't fail like I did in the Maze. I remember right before I jumped off the wall in the Maze W.I.C.K.E.D. sent in a memory of my arenas and me. They were beating me when finally my dad yelled, "Why are you even in this world?! There is nothing right with you! Why can't you just die?!" I can't still live. Tommy might have shown me that I have a purpose and people love me, but I still don't love myself.
It's hard to though. I've grown up feeling no love. I don't know how, but I remember my parents. They didn't love me though: called me stupid, useless, worthless, the list goes on. I've learned that W.I.C.K.E.D. really is, well, wicked. They give you your worst memories at the worst times possible. When your feeling no love in the world, they give you the memories that just add to the feeling. Just part of the test, I guess.
"Please, Tommy. Please." I beg him, hoping he would kill me. I can't do this anymore. I can't keep living this way. I look back down at Tommy, an ocean coming out of my eyes, and watches as he pulls the trigger.
I feel the bullet begin to drill it's way through my skull, and all at once the pain comes rushing in like a fire. After what feels like an eternity of pain, it goes away as quick as it came. My world starts to fade as hold on to the wisp of the memory I have - my parents' faces.
I did it Dad. I died for you.
I really don't know if this is good so please tell me what you think. They won't always be sad, but most of the time they will be. This is based off of one of IIkOnPaper_ head cannons. And I'm going to give a big shout out to her because she helped me with this. (And if it's really good she's the reason why! And if it's horrible then you can tell me because that would be my fault.)
-Hope
