Limits (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 1: The dream of a dream

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               This air. It was very cold. Well that’s what I get when I just stand here a top a skyscraper on a winter night. I didn’t mind the cold. It was very calming. Except for the sounds of cars bustling at the summit of this giant building. I was curious as to see what was down there.

                My feet inched closer and closer to the edge. My body shook with every step. I finally came to a point were my eyes were set upon thousands of flowing and flashing lights. The tiny black like ants that scattered the cement flooring.. People. These people will be surprised in a minute.

                  This…. Made me feel so superior. A moment, finally, that actually made me smile. Of course I smiled. Only for the important people. Only for the men in suits who required attention. Only at Mother’s request. Mostly woman though.

                  I then noticed my body was closer then what I actually wanted. I was close enough to just throw myself off and become one of those ants, which only made the cement flooring a colorful red.

                  I still didn’t know why I was up here. One of my most terrifying fears is heights. My logic was just so confused. How could I be so confused? Been doing everything like this for what now? Five to seven years. I guess I just have poor judgment. Especially now….

                  This would end it all. I was tired of how everyone treats me like I am some slave or pawn into signing contracts for sex. No. I am no longer in that use. I will find a better use for myself. A use where I would not be used as a toy and maybe just a person. Maybe some friends….

                  I stepped forward. My breath shortened as I hovered over the edge. I looked straight up at the night sky.

                  No stars. That’s because of the lights that shined so greatly in this city. Maybe there is a Heaven? Would there be stars?

                  Wait.

                  I would not be going to Heaven if I did this now. Which leaves me the same question. Are there stars in Hell?

                  It didn’t matter. I just want to leave this place. This place of torture. If Hell was as horrible as it is made out to be then sure, I rather be tortured like that then this.

                  Without any more thoughts and just plain old distractions, I moved my other foot over the edge and was then stroked with eternal fear. Me, Dying by one of my fears? I can’t find this to be the most brilliant idea or one of my worst. I just want my mother to see what she has splattered all over the walkway of her company.

                  I then started to count.

                  One.

                  My eyes glued to the ground below me. It looked so close but it was so far away.

                  Two.

                  My eyes adverted to the building I was falling from. It was one of the tallest buildings in this city. This happened to be my mothers. Syen Industries. This place shipping, receiving, and just plain out buying anything it wanted…. And using anything as a deal breaker. Mainly her or me.