𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒, 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒

~A plan in action~

It was midnight, Saturday night to be exact. I had gone out yesterday afternoon and bought what I needed, including the mask and the crowbar.

I placed the spray cans, crowbar and mask in an old bag before climbing out of my window. I had black clothes on, a cigarette between my lips as I walked.

After a short while, I made it to the school. I headed towards the gym, grabbing out the mask and the crowbar. I placed the mask on, making sure it was secure before lifting my hood up, covering the top of my head.

I held the crowbar in my hands, using the sharp end to pry open the fire exit doors. I'm honestly lucky this school is old and doesn't have the budget to get an alarm... else I'd be screwed.

I calmly walked into the gym, smiling at the fact the whole place was clean. Not for long. I put my music on, one specific song as I started my plan...

My legs are dangling off the edge
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
My legs are dangling off the edge
A stomach full of pills didn't work again
I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone

Gone too far and yeah I'm gone again
It's gone on too long, tell you how it ends
I'm sitting on the edge with my two best friends
Ones a bottle of pills, ones a bottle of Gin
I'm twenty stories up, yeah I'm up at the top
I'll polish off this bottle, now it's pushing me off
Asphalt to me has never looked so soft
I bet my momma found my letter, now shes calling the cops
I gotta take this opportunity before I miss it
'Cause now I hear the sirens and they're off in the distance
Believe me when I tell you that I've been persistent
'Cause I'm more scarred, more scarred than my wrist is
I've been trying too long, with too dull of a knife
But tonight I made sure that I sharpened it twice
I never bought a suit before in my life
But when you go to meet god, you know you wanna look nice

So if I survive, then I'll see you tomorrow
Yeah I'll see you tomorrow

My legs are dangling off the edge
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
My legs are dangling off the edge
A stomach full of pills didn't work again
I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone

We hit the sky, there goes the light
No more sun, why's it always night
When you can't sleep, well, you can't dream
When you can't dream, well, whats life mean?
We feel a little pity, but don't empathize
The old are getting older, watch a young man die
A Mother and a Son and someone you know
Smile at each other and realize you don't
You don't know what happened to that kid you raised
What happened to the Father, who swore he'd stay?
I didn't know 'cause you didn't say
Now Momma feels guilt, yea Momma feels pain
When you were young, you never thought you'd die
Found that you could but too scared to try
You looked in the mirror and you said goodbye
Climb to the roof to see if you could fly

So if I survive, then I'll see you tomorrow
Yeah I'll see you tomorrow

My legs are dangling off the edge
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
My legs are dangling off the edge
A stomach full of pills didn't work again
I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone

I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky
Like a bird so high
Oh I might just try
I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky
Like a bird so high
Oh I might just try
Oh I might just try

After about three hours, I had finished. I admired my work, I had written the last chorus of the song and the little end part on the floor, seperate places of course, and done a drawing beside them.

By the chorus, was a girl, black and white. She was holding a gun to her head, the trigger had been pulled and a giant splash of red blood covered what would have been her face.

By the other text, was another girl. She was lying down on the ground, a puddle of blood around her. She had tried to fly... only it didn't work. Her face doesn't show either, her hair and a hat cover it.

I admired my work, this is what those fuckers get... and I highly doubt they will be able to wash away water proof spray paint...

I put the cans back in my bag before leaving the way I came. I made sure the door was shut, tightly too before making my way back home.

I climbed onto my balcony, quietly opening them before shutting them. I placed my back down before taking of the mask. "Where have you been?" A voice said, I jumped as my light was flicked on, Blake standing beside it, an accusing look on his face.

"Out." I said, I threw the mask onto my bed, pulling off the black hoodie. Luckily I had a blue long sleeve top underneath, I'd hate for him to see my scars...

"Where?"

"Just out okay? Stop asking."

"I'll tell Grace."

"No!" I said, just before Blake could leave, he turned around with a smirk.

"I went to an old race track... just did a few laps." I said, Blake raised an eye brow. "Why the mask?"

"If anyone was there, I didn't want them to see me. It's not something I'd usually tell others. So you're so damn lucky I told you." I lied easily... what can I say... it's my forte.

"Really? You found an old race track?"

"Yeah... now leave please so I may go to sleep?" I asked Blake, he nodded his head before leaving.

I pulled my shirt and pants off, leaving me in my boxers as I climbed into my bed. I closed my eyes, begging for sleep to take me, or for my brain to just knock me out.

"Oh no... we mustn't sleep yet Cooper..."

I guess tonight is no different from the others...