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(To Build A Home - The Cinematic Orchestra)
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Sometimes you felt like you didn't belong. You felt like your life is a huge fucking lie.
You were nothing in life. You were invisible. Unnoticeable.
You didn't have a bad life, you had your friends, right? No.
Your friends didn't care. They didn't care if you were sad, happy. They didn't care if you were around. No one seemed to notice.
Your parents didn't give one single fuck about you. They used you as if you were a toy. You fucking hated it. Parents were supposed to love their kids, not hate them. But who loved you in the first place? You were a nobody. A fucking nobody.
You had nothing to live for. You weren't here for a purpose.
Maybe they wouldn't notice if you were gone? They don't notice when you're alive, what's the difference?
You were overlooking the beautiful city lights on your apartment rooftop, a cigarette between your lips. Tears slide down your cheeks, looking around the city as if it might be the last time. You step closer and closer to the edge, your mind racing.
This is it. This is it, y/n. Your pain is gone after this.
''Are you fucking crazy?'' A voice says out of the blue, a hand pushing you to safety.
''What the hell?'' You say, managing to say in between your sobs.
''Breathe, alright?'' The voice says. ''I'm JJ'' The boy says, a reassuring smile forming on his face. ''Everything is going to be alright, just breathe,'' JJ says, holding your hand tightly.
Was everything going to be alright?
''Thank you'' You mumble.
''No problem. Shitty life, huh?'' JJ says, lighting his cigarette. You didn't respond, just listened. ''Don't worry, me too.'' JJ smiles, inhaling the smoke. ''Parent problems? Friend problems? Life problems?''
''All of the above'' You smile, grabbing a cigar out of your pocket. ''Life sucks, doesn't it?'' JJ says, lighting your cigarette.
''You could say that again'' You chuckle, exhaling the smoke.
''I didn't catch your name, madam''
''Y/N''
''Well, Y/N. Life is going to get better, just wait. We're both going to be rich, in huge ass mansions. We are going to throw the best parties, with like expensive vodka, and shit. We're going full kook, It's going to be fucking amazing.'' JJ smiles. ''Don't end it now''
You smile. No matter how shit your life is, he's right.
''Yeah, you're right''
''I'm always right''
''Don't go ahead of yourself now'' You chuckle, stomping on your now burnt out cigarette.
JJ chuckles, as it goes silent for a minute.
''How about we go somewhere, Y/N? Like a trip. We both hate our lives, it'll be fun''
''We just met. How do I know you're not a serial killer or some shit''
''If I was a serial killer I'd let you fall twenty-four feet to your death''
