TheCrew AU/Oneshots

Glass

Sidearms POV

The cold of winter seeped through the open window,the blare of music rang inside the ears of the 18 year old. The chill of frost covered the outer layer of the wet glass shards that scattered among the wooden floor,lingering splatters of water mixed with blood puddled under the cold body laying on the floor. The howling of hounds had been alarming,and had woken up the young boy even through the loud echo's of music,winter nipped at the bluish skin of the dazed boy.

Slowly pulling his numb body off the ground he looked around trying to remember what had happened the very night. Memories seemed to be blocked by a sharp pain,a pain that seemed like it would last forever,but seeing that he didn't really care at this point he just picked himself off the ground,and stumbled over to the door. Sighing loudly he grabbed the door knob and turned it. It seemed to be blocked by something very strong,but he was still able to push whatever was behind the door out of the way to make his way out. Slipping through a small crack he tried looking for whatever it was but found that nothing had been behind the door,and it was just the regular hall way of the house he lived in with his best friends.

Shrugging it off thinking it was just his imagination he limped down the hall,the pain in his head getting heavier as he approached the white tiled kitchen. Laughter bounced off the walls,and seemed to carry out from the kitchen to around the house. Albi's mood changed,and he seemed to grow angry,his hand clenched on the rail of the stairs,and the pain seemed to send his blood rushing. The loud thump in his ears blocked out all the dark thoughts that he didn't even know he was thinking,and slowly but surly made his way down the stairs,and into the kitchen. He looked around the kitchen to find that all his friends were hanging about in the kitchen,all seemed to be in deep conversation to even notice him,and this made him even more angry.

But once again looking around he felt a deep ping of regret,he didn't know why,but he knew he did something that would hurt his friends. They seemed oblivious to the fact that he was standing in the kitchen door-way staring helplessly at them all. A warm substance slowly slide down his shoulder,down his arm,and between his finger tips. After a few seconds more trickled down,this time it swarmed his arms,legs,and head. Thinking it was just sweat,or something else he walked further into the kitchen,his headache growing unbearable as he laid a soft hand on G18's shoulder. Clenching his eye's,he grabbed his head hoping that it would some how stop the loud ranging. Luckily he made his way out of the kitchen,and let one arm land to his side,he removed his hand from his head,and looked at what was sticking to it.

Blood painted his arms,and hands. It looked like he had just murdered someone,and it freaked him out. He screamed,and fell to his knee's,he looked down to see that there were cuts scattered all over his legs,and arms. The sad part was that he had deep gashes in his wrists where he expected the vain that controlled his blood flow was. Slowly he reached a hand to his head,and moved it around so he could find the wound,and when just about removing his hand his finger tips touched the edge of a medium sized hole in his head. Quickly he moved his other hand closer the the side of his head,and found that there was indeed another hole on the other side. T-this can't be real...right?

Trying so very hard to understand the logic to this he opened his mouth,and tried to talk,but all the came out was a sickly gargle. Something was stuck in his throat,and it hurt... Slowly he reached one hand to his neck,and bent his head over so that he could see what was going to spill out. He nudged the small trinket just a bit earning a painful groan from his throat,and he released. Looking down he found that the only thing that came out was dark sickening blood,he stared at the floor for a long time before looking up to find Speedy heading up the stairs. Rushing after him Side tried grabbing Speedy's shoulder but failed when his hand grabbed through nothing,Side found that he need to stop Speedy before going to the place he was going to. But to no avail Speedy didn't stop for even a glance at the other rooms...

Door cracked Speedy opened all the way,and walked in. Not to far from the door he stopped dead in his tracks,mouth hung open as if it were to be broken,and eyes seemed to leak. And there Side stood behind him also in shock,because there lay his once warm,and happy body. Blood,and water soaked the floor around him,glass shards peaking out of his neck,and darkened blood littered his body. And worst of all...fingers laid still intertwined with the trigger of the small silenced pistol. Speedy took one step back,and ran out of the room,and down the hall. Side just staring at his body,the once happy smile faded into a weeping cry,and once light,and vibrant eyes dulled,and turned lifeless.

After a few minutes all the men came running into the room to find their once giggling friend dead,Joel,and Legion looked away immediately after seeing the gruesome scene. D4,D20,and Hova all started tearing up,Speedy just stayed out of the room. G18,and Shadow stared down at the body of Sidearms',sure he annoyed the hell out of Shadow,but Shadow still loved the kid,and would do no matter what to protect him. And for G18...they known each other since 2 grade,and seeing his friend laying on the ground lifeless hit him hard. G18 fell to his knee's,and put Sides' cold head in his lap,softly petting his hair as he weeped...

Sorry if it's bad...12:21 AM and it was hard at school today...