My Friend

Ending 1: My wings

(*The writing is still in red, just like the last entry. It gets increasingly illegible, but you, the reader try your hardest*)

I'm finally out of that stinky hospital. Jack showed me the way out. The hospital was SO much prettier this time! So much red! Red is my favorite color! Jack loves it too! Jack took me someplace. He asked me if I wanted to go to his mommy and daddy's house with him.. Except we would have a place all to ourselves. No one to yell at us. We'll have ALL the paint we could ever want. It'll be just us. We could soar on our crimson painted wings. I said yes. So Jack took me to a building, and we went to the very top. There were a lot of people giving us weird looks, and asking if we were all right. Jack told me to say I was 'cosplaying'. I don't know what that is, but when I said it, the people just nodded, or rolled their eyes. Sometimes both. Once we were at the top, it was REALLY windy. I almost blew away, like a leaf a few times. Jack took my hand, and he led me to the edge of the building. It was really far to the ground. Jack said that we were 60 stories up. I don't know what that means. What stories? Like, bedtime stories?

Jack told me that this was how we got our wings. That we would fly. But he said there was something else we needed to do. He took a knife from his pockets. It was small, but it was covered in dried paint. Mommy and daddy's paint, the nurses' and doctors' paint. He took it, and cut me, twice, on my back. It hurt, but Jack told me that this is where my wings would grow. Then, he grabbed my hand again, and he told me that we were going to fly. I asked if he needed the cuts for his wings. He told me that he already had his.

Then, we jumped. And, for a second, before I touched the ground, before I knew I would earn my wings.. I saw Jack's. They were huge and such a deep, pretty red. He was smiling at me. I couldn't wait to earn my wings.

Then, I hit the ground. Jack reached out his hand to me. And I grabbed it. It felt so strong. I walked out of my body, that was lying useless, limp, dead, on the ground. I could feel them.

My wings. 

A/N: Yeah, sorry, I know, I REALLY need to stop with the A/N's... Whoops. Anyways, this is the end of the first ending. The next chapter will start the second one. It, too, starts directly from where the split started, so I would suggest re-reading that chapter before you go on. 

And I would like to think that Ending 2 is the truer ending. Thanks for reading! You're all awesome!!