The man looks in the mirror. He smashes his fist into it and pulls the gun closer to his chin. He's crying and pulling his long black hair with his now bleeding hand. He looks into the mirror screaming at the top of his lungs. He's ready to pull the trigger. His cries were ignored and he's now faced with wanting to blow his own fucking head off. He looks in the mirror his eyes are a golden brown and his jaw chiseled like any dream boy. His tears roll down his face and land on the floor. He pulls the hammer of the gun back. Why?! Is all he can scream questioning everything he believes in and everything he's done. He pulls his hair again but this time the last thing he hears is a bang.
The woman picks out food for her loving son. He's at school doing some extra credit courses. She picks out his favorite meal and smiles happily. She happy her son stopped doing drugs and started doing school work again. This made her the happiest she's been in years. She hears a ambulance drive by and shrugs as she continues picking out her dinner.
The man sits at his desk with a smile on his face. His employees are working on a project he gave them a little while ago. He can't help but feel good. His son finally came back from rehab and he's been clean for weeks and us actually acting like his old self. The man turns around and opens his window and breaths in the air. He sees the same ambulance drive by that his wife saw shopping earlier. The man shrugs and closes the window. He just wanted fresh air no one or anything can take away this happiness he has at this moment. His phone starts ringing. On the other end is a hospital calling about his son. He tried to kill himself in his bathroom with a gun. The man slams his fist on his desk and lays his head down as he starts sobbing for his son.
The woman gets a call as she checks out her dinner. She's informed of the same thing her husband is. She's told where the hospital is and that he might die in the next 10 minutes and there's nothing they can do about this.
