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A New Life

"You screwed up again!" John could hear David yelling from across the department. Yet again I'm going to get the blame for something someone else jacked up he thought. He could see his boss's large frame coming down toward him where John was trying to work on his line. "Line 45 is broke again,Johnathan, why can't you fix anything right?" David screamed as spit flew from his mouth. Never mind the fact that Becky was the one who had worked on 45 not him. "I've been working on 16 for the past two days trying to rebuild the conveyor motor." John tuned him out as David ignored his comment about it not being his line and continued to gripe at him. He knew damn well that 45 was Becky's line but since him and Becky were a little more that just friends; well if it breaks someone get the blame. Of course the fact that John was openly bi and David is a redneck didn't help matters either. David kept griping causing John to finally loose his patience. His boyfriend Rob broke up with him two weeks ago and he just couldn't tune it out anymore. Finally John had had enough and screamed back at him "you know that 45 is your girlfriend Becky's line not me. Maybe if you weren't so busy screwing in the office after everyone leaves she could actually have the time to get it fixed right!" David moved as if he was going to punch John so he punched him first. David's head hit the floor with a sickening thunk. David would turn out to be okay just stunned but John didn't know that. Seeing David on the ground put John in a panic. There was no way he was going to prison! Thanks to being off the medication (John's bi-polar) combined with the break up and what he thought was killing David the depression took over. John fled from the department grabbing a knife from the supply cabinet as he ran. John had always dreamed of taking off walking and just see where he ended up. Due to financial concerns there was never an opportunity to live his dream. Well there weren't any financial concerns now due to the blood pouring down from his wrists. There wasn't going to be a future to worry about. The trees flew by as he ran through them. Great I finally find something I enjoy and my life expectancy can be measured in minutes. This thought gave him pause as he thought on the irony of life. An older man he knew once told him, "you won't truly live till you start dying." The blood loss soon caused John to stumble and fall fading into unconsciousness. For the first time in a long time there was a smile on his face as he sank into oblivion. Just before his sight went completely dim he thought he saw an angel but everyone knows suicide does not get you into heaven.

A/N please remebmer this is a work of fiction.  If you are having thoughts of suicide get help.  I have yet to see a situation where there was no way else out.