Fraction

The Missing Pages - Broken Quill

This world is ending. I cannot hold it together any longer. I have taken my ever protective hands off the desk. Yet, the pages do not fly away. The wind is dead. I have killed her. The mountain shakes in fear and anticipation. He knows. He knows what's next. But the quakes are not strong enough to make the pages fall off. I do not wish to continue this world. My quill begins to crack under the pressure of my hand. There are no more clouds and therefore no more silver linings. No more clouds to block out the painful light of the summer sun. It burns. I wish she was still alive.

I should just let the whole thing disappear. All it will take is a few sentences. A nice, peaceful sleep of closure for an unfinished story. But when do such oxymoronic and quite frankly, moronic, ideas ever work out? If I'm going to destroy them all, what does it matter if I take a sledge hammer and crack them all down awkwardly? Pop. There goes the school. Oops. Let there not be light. Kelly does not resist. She is one of the few people who know the pecking order. "Do you want me to delete it all?" She asks. No. That would be cruel of me. This is her own fruit. It would be wrong to make her destroy something she made herself. No. I'll do it. "Ah but that's where you're wrong..." She says with a smile, "This is not my creation. It never was. To me, it's just a simulation. You, on the other hand... This must be most painful for you. You actually did create this world for yourself. If you do this, it will destroy you too. But if that is what you wish, I cannot stop you."

I don't care! I don't care about any of you! It makes no difference to me if you all just ​disappear! Adam 40 appears behind me. "Stop! You can't end this without revealing my awesome origin story!" Oh shut up! I'll find another story where I can fit you in. You'll get your awesome reveal. "No! This is going so well! Don't kill this!" Quit your whining. Why do you care anyway? You know you will never be deleted. I will always keep you alive. You are everything I- "NO NO NO!!! I will not let you spoil my secret in this manner! I am not gonna be ruined by your stupid girlfriend issues!" Oh no. You won't be ruined by my girlfriend issues. You're being ruined because of the absolute LACK of girlfriend issues. "Okay. Dude. Seriously. Save me the forever alone crap. You're lonely. It sucks. I don't care. But if that really is the reason you're you're doing this, let me put it this way. Think of how much more lonely you'll be AFTER you delete this universe from existence. And don't give me that crap about putting me in another story. We've played this same game over and over again. I'm tired of jumping around universes just because you don't know how to behave in society." I don't care what it looks like. The only reason this universe even came into existence was because I cared about it. I don't anymore. I don't care about this story. I will not destroy the pages that I have already written... But I will not write what happens from here on. If you want, you're welcome to take my pen from me. Adam 40 did not reach out. "Are you stupid? I'm not good at this! If I wrote this story, everyone would end up having sex with me. And I mean EVERYONE." Ha! So if you're not gonna save this universe, step out of my way. This will be my last page. I shall not write this anymore. The mountain crumbles. The pages will fly away from me now. With this, I drop my quill...