Richard left early from the Stomp secion; he haddn't slept at all in days. If he had not left when he did, he may have passed out. He slumped against the door to his room after entering and facepalmed as tears ran down his cheeks.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid! If you wouldn't so damn attached to people, maybe you wouldn't be so sad in the first place! Look....it wasn't your fault that his parents didn't accept you. And it's not your fault that he did what he did...but it still feels like I could have done something! I just wanted to be happy! We were happy! But they couldn't accept us for who we were, for who he was and who I am, and now he's gone forever." Richard nearly yelled into the empty room. He slid down the door and sobbed. Whenever he thought about his previous boyfriend, he felt alone and hated even more. "It's not my fault that he killed himself, but it feels like it. It hurts like it everyday! Do I even have the right to love again? I...I know he would want me to move on with my life, but it's so hard! I almost don't want to move on...he was my other half....and he's gone..." He continued to cry until no more tears would fall. He sat up and folded his hands in his lap. Singing would help or hurt; it was a gambel, but was willing to take it.
"Here comes a thought that might alarm me,
what someone said and how it harmed me,
something I did that failed to be charming,
things that I've said are suddenly swarming,
and Oh, I'm loosing sight
I'm loosing thouch
all these little things seem to matter so much
that they confuse me
that I might loose me
take a moment, remind yourself
to take a moment to find yourself
take a moment to ask yourself
if this is how we fall apart" His voice started cracking at the end. Other than the last line, he had sang with no problems. Richard felt worse about himself and crawled into his bed without changing. He quickly fell into a much needed sleep. Unbeknownst to him, Jared, PBG, and Jon stood outside his door. All three had tears in their eyes from hearing him sing and about the things that plauged his mind. They had been there sence Richard closed the door. It was painful for them to stay quite throuout the entire endevor, but not only did they now know how to help him, they knew that he could sing.
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He Left Sparkles in his Wake
RandomBeing a transfer student can be hard, but moving to a new country to be a transfer student is a real burden. Richard Jones recently moved to Japan for his scholarship to attend the prestigious Asagao Academy. Like anyone with a tough past, Richard i...
