Boy, Driven to Insanity

Came to love once again

A boy about the age of 16, with hazel like hair and blue eyes that shined with innocence. He enjoyed his life to the fullest. He was what you would say, "happy" his lips were parted in a wild grin. But something was missing and he couldn't quite figure it out

Life is a bit boring what am I missing...

The little boy was...
Lonely.
He was determined to find this thing called "love" , but what really was love? His eyes wandered around aimlessly to those he thought he would "love". His eyes often drifted as he daydreamed, about how he would find love

Maybe a pretty face would do? Someone shorter than me? And smart damn she has to be smart...

Endless thoughts occured when a girl who was short with purple hair strands, jet black eyes wearing a tight fitting dress which made her curves stand out. In that moment he thought

Thats the one I'm looking for

His eyes stalked her figure, as if he was a vulture looking for prey; and soon he lost sight of his goal. Getting up from his seat, his eyes lingering on her. He marches up to her in attempt of making a conversation.

"Uh hey, do you wanna like uh ditch this place?" Sebastian said strongly. 

Declining she offers instead to get to know each other. She grabs his phone and adds her number to it. Daily they talked; every second of the day, inseparable. He thought he was in love with her. But he did not know how she felt so he went for it.

Uh so hey we have been talking for quite sometime and I like you, I was just wondering if ever would you go out with me?"

Rejected by her. He felt utterly embarrassed that he wasted his time.
'Click!'
He slowly placed his back onto a cushion flicking his shoes off his feet. Lying down, with glossy water falling down his cheeks as he lay staring at his ceiling, blinking away his tears was hopeless. Shutting his shudders shut as he thought to himself
I might go insane...
He was right... as he was inflicted with so much pain it drove him to depression and, insanity. As he got off from his mattress he stepped slowly to his window, slowly yet in an instant you could tell he changed. Looking into his dull orbs you could tell he; changed. A blade slowly rose from his arms and 'slit' as this thick red substance started oozing from his arms. Going to prison where entering gates felt like walking passed two guards who stood at either sides of the gates, staring you down was what he found most difficult. But he wasn't so alone as he thought he was, A girl with thick red strands had shown him light to his world. Accepting him was the most difficult thing anyone has done and yet she made it seem like it was the easiest thing alive. He learnt to live a happy life again.