Sunset - Afterglow

7

When Marc arrived home, his thoughts were still running in his head and like this, there was no chance of falling asleep. As time went on, Marc was wandering through his flat, later on he started cleaning just to finish up with his guitar in his hands.

And that's how he woke up in his comfy leather chair. The morning was rainy and misty, which fits Marcs mood perfectly. The events of yesterday were still bothering Marc and he couldn't get his head around how the priest treated him. He still couldn't  understand why someone would have children and then not be bothered by them. He still couldn't figure out why he was so alone, because Marc knew that he wasn't a bad person.

"Well, since the mood fits, I should plan my next, and hopefully my last, try of ending the pain" Marc thought. So he started to make everything ready to check on the quantity available. He had two bottles of rum and just to be save, another bottle of whiskey. Three times more than the last time. With this amount of booze, Marc was sure, that the wanted effect would be there. Next, Marc checked on the painkillers. He has been buying small amounts of painkillers over the last few days and even alternated the drug stores to make sure that he won't raise any awareness.

The appartement was clean, the clothes nice and clean and booze and painkillers were available in a high quantity. Even though everything was set for try number two, Marc was not really satisfied. He could not point the finger to the problem, but he was sure that something was missing, that something wasn't right.

Marc was still thinking about the missing piece in his puzzle called suicide when his phone rang. Startled by this unusual sound, Marc jumped up and dropped half of the painkillers by doing so. When he finally found his phone, Marc pulled himself together, put a fake smile on his face and picked up. Even though Marcs "Heeellllllooouuuuu" was a bit over enthusiastic, Craig didn't realise a single thing.

"Hey Marc!" Craig said on the other side of the phone, "what are you doing over the long weekend wich is coming?". Marc hesitated for a moment and replied with a dull "nothing, why". "Well, since you have had no plans so far, you have some now", Craig started. "I have a camper van for the weekend and the two of us are going of the grid."

Marc didn't really feel like camping, but going off the grid sounded extremely good to him so he agreed to the trip. Not only was going off grid a good thing, but Marc thought this to be a nice finish to everything. He would go on this weekend, spend all his money there and when he gets home again, he would fill the tub, get the booze and the painkillers and take a long relaxing bath until the pain is gone. That sounded like a good plan.

Marc quickly gathered his things and clothes for the trip, threw them into a brown leather bag and packed a backpack with his trecking shoes. When everything was ready, Marc started to prepare for the grand finale. He put half of the painkillers and the booze next to the bathtub and then grated the other half of the drugs. The white powder wich resulted in the grinding, was put into a tupperware and made ready to be filled into the rum.

Marc took his bag as well as his backpack and left his flat for the weekend. A last look back filled him with satisfaction. When he gets home, he will be done and everything will be over. He was prepared, ready and kind of looking forward to it.