To'oborni (Skephalo)

Don't Give Up That Easily

Darryl Origin/Meaning- In English Baby Names the meaning of the name Darryl is: Darling, from the Old english 'deorling'.

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There's nothing left for me.

Why bother?

I ran to my car and slammed the door. I turned it on and slammed the gas pedal and drove straight, looking. For what?

 No clue. 

Darryl, the person I cared about the most. 

My darling.

Dead? Gone?

Fuck Disney and their happy endings, happy endings are non-existent.

Every time I feel as things are getting better, they get a 1000x worse.

I guess that's just life for me.

Focusing now, I drove, looking up at the night sky. It was beautiful. Earth was beautiful.

Too bad I'd be leaving it.

I drove past what looked like a very expensive hotel building that looked to be 300 feet tall.

Aha.

I did a full loop and drove into the parking lot of it. I didn't care if I got honks from 10 different cars. I didn't care about anything anymore. 

I swerved into a parking space, turned the car off, and opened my door. I noticed a rather short person who was also in the parking lot staring at me. They had light brown hair, pale skin, and wide brown eyes. 

I didn't think much of it and ran into the building. I threw a quick hey at the desk manager and said I was visiting. I fast walked toward the elevator and spam pressed the button to go to the highest floor possible. 

I had voices in the back of my head telling me not to do it. I tried my best to tune them out.

It was for the best. 

A loud ding noise went off as the elevator reached the roof of the hotel. I slowly walked out onto the paved cement. You could see the whole city from up here. It was an amazing and wonderful view.

I smiled as I remembered how much Bad said he loved to go outside and onto the roof of the apartment building at night and stare up and look at the stars. I thought he was crazy to go that high up in the middle of the night on a building.

Every night he tried to get me to come up with him.

My light grin turned into pursed lips. I felt a tear run down my face.

It's funny how after so much happening, after so many damaging things, all I shed is one tear.

Is this what it comes to?

I'm numb. I don't care about one fucking thing in the world anymore. 

It's about time I do this. 

I walk slowly to edge of the roof, another tear dripping silently down my cheek. I hear a faint ding in the background. i don't think much of it, guessing it's probably the elevator delivering to the floor below me.

My feet on the edge, I stand on my tiptoes. I wanted to do this.

So why was I hesitating so much?

One step. That's it.

With a deep breath, and my eyes closed.

I took the step.

I love you Darryl.