Beyond the Brick Wall

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

*Zoey Saunders*

        "Stop it! STOP IT! I can't take it anymore! Take your fighting somewhere else!" I screamed at my parents. My mom stared at me blankly, and my dad's face paled. Sometimes, I was just sure of it, they forget that they still had a child in their life. All they were was busy busy busy; they didn't even talk to me anymore.

        Tears started pouring down my face as I ran out our house. I had no idea where to go. I didn't have close friends nor other family members that would kindly take me in. I slowed down near an abandoned alley, in front of a brick wall. As I caught my breath, I tried keeping track of the recent events, remembering how much my life sucked. It was one of the only things that brought me back to reality: My parents were fighting like crazy for a reason I didn't know; my little sister, Sarah, just died recently because of  terminal brain cancer; and I'm practically failing school. I ran my fingers through my hair and sat down, my back against the wall.

        "I give up," I muttered to myself. I took a piece of paper from my pocket and scribbled a note. I've been meaning to do this, and I have been thinking about it for a while too. Right then, I was desperate enough to take it into action.

Hi there. I want to kill myself. You think I should?

P.S. If no one answers this by tomorrow, I'm sure to commit suicide.

-J.

P.S.S. Return this in the tiny slit you found it in… so I could find it.

        I thought about it for a while and read the note again. Was everything too vague? Oh hell, if this went around town…

P.S.S.S. Don't tell anyone okay? 

        I quickly added. 

        I cursed as one of my tears fell on the piece of paper, creating a smudge on the word suicide. Wow, nice effect you made, Zoey.

        I sighed and slipped the paper in between two bricks. Those weren't normal bricks though. I put the paper right in the middle of a broken heart. That was what I felt, ever since eight grade and Xavier left me.

        I hoped someone would care. I hoped someone would save me from this hell. I hoped that whoever this person was, he or she would stick with me.

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 *Xavier Smith*

        As I was driving home from school and football practice, my phone buzzed. It was a message from my dad, telling me to pick up his suit at the Laundromat. I sighed and texted back.

Okay.

        I parked my car a block away from the store, knowing there wouldn't be any space in front of the store. Whenever I passed this way, I always saw my favorite wall. I know, stupid.Favorite wall, what the hell. But I'm not kidding. There was a brick wall near the alley. It has been like that since I moved here 13 years ago. It was the only thing that hasn't changed in this mixed up world.

        I got of my car and stared at the wall for a moment. It was amazing, how a wall could hold so much memories. There were so much vandalisms: broken hearts, smiley faces, rants, initials. I couldn't help but notice a tiny piece of paper wedged in between two bricks. Funny since it was exactly in the middle of a broken heart. Being the curious cat I was, I took it and read it.

        My pulse quickened as I read it.

Hi there. I want to kill myself. You think I should?

P.S. If no one answers this by tomorrow, I'm sure to commit suicide.

-J.

P.S.S. Return this in the tiny slit you found it in… so I could find it.

P.S.S.S. Don't tell anyone okay?

        The writing was a bit messy and there was a smudge on the word 'suicide' This person must have been crying when they wrote it.

        I quickly thought of something to write before the Laundromat closed.

NO! You have much, much more to live for. I'm paying attention to you now, right? Don't kill yourself. Love…

        I smiled at myself. I still had tons of pick up lines in mind.

call me R… for Romeo ;)

        That was enough to keep a girl from killing herself, right? I hoped so.

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*Zoey Saunders*

        The next day, I returned to the brick wall; silently crossing my fingers for the person who would save my life.

        I checked and saw that the note that I wrote the day before. I closed my eyes as I took it out from the small opening on the wall, hoping that someone actually replied.  I opened my eyes and nearly cried when I saw that there was a reply.

        My heart fluttered as I read it. Romeo. How sweet of him!

Ohmygod, R. You wrote back. You wrote back! I'm not gonna thank you yet cause my life isn't exactly 'better' yet but please keep writing. It really means a lot to be noticed again. :) You can tell me anything you want okay? ANYTHING. As long as I can trust you too. -J

P.S. If you're wondering why I wanted to commit suicide, it's 'cause I haven't been able to cope with a lot of losses. If you keep on writing, I might just thank you ;)

        I smiled at myself. A TRUE smile. Finally, someone heard me. 

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Hey everyone! Sorry for the mini chat in the previous chapter. My friends are weirdos. (< Says the girl who says she's even weirder! x Cait) But I'm even weirder. Anywhoo, thanks to Hayley for this awsome chapter!

- Holly

So, what's up? :) I hope you like this chapter!

-Cait *slash slash* Caitlin

HELLOOOOO. Why are you chatting here? =))) Get awaaay. THIS IS MY CHAPTER.

~Hayley

No. I'll stay here FOREVAAA. -Cait

[This Chapter's song: Holding Out for A Hero by Ella Mae Bowen]

^as you all know, i'm addicted to Footloose ;)

~Hayley