(Lars' pov)
I had done a few fun things today, by that I mean I did some drumming, I went to the record store, and I listened to music on my record player. It was the best I could think of doing. I didn't really have friends—or family in this country—to do anything with, so I settled on some music time. I also went to a cute bakery, that was fun. Now, I lied on my couch, waiting for the time to come.
I had never done this before—obviously—so I wasnt sure if I should eat before or not.
I figured I could eat my favourite meal before going. So I did.
I cooked it myself and it was great. I wasnt much of a chef, but I knew how to make my favourite dish from Denmark. My parents used to always make it for me.
I sit on the couch a bit longer. Finally, I get up and go to my bedroom.
I slip on my favourite trousers and my favourite, signed band shirt. This is my best outfit. Thats why I want to die with it. I also put on my shoes—Brooks Transitions. They were my favourite shoes, mostly because they were my only shoes.
I didnt have anyone who I cared about enough to write a note to, so I just wrote that this was a suicide on a piece of paper and shoved it into my pocket. I grab my phone, keys, and then make my way out the door, locking it behind me.
I start up my car and immediately get driving into the city. I was looking for a tall building with stairs.
Ive never really been a private person, thats the weird thing. Ive been fairly good at sharing my emotions and feelings. Ive told people I feel empty and drained, but no one listens. No one cares. My emotions mean nothing to anyone. Soon, my emotions will mean nothing at all. Not even to me. My emotions wont even exist.
I start bawling like a little kid, my vision grows blurry.
After around ten or so minutes of browsing the city, I found a building that would work. I park my car, leaving my phone and keys inside—it wouldnt matter anyways. I wasnt coming back. If I did, thatd be embarrassing.
I dig my hands into my pockets and start climbing the dozens of stairs.
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After what felt like forever, I reached the top of the roof. The snowy, brisk air was making me flinch a little bit. My arms got goosebumps. I stand for a minute near the edge of the roof, flowing and moving with the freezing air. I look down at the city, everything was coated in snow. It was beautiful. The city sparkled like a gem as a blanket of snow covered the roads and rooftops. Soft, dim, yellow lights shone through the windows of some homes and buildings. Others stayed pitch black. It was 4:47am.
4:47am.
13 minutes left.
13.
I carefully sat myself down with my legs dangling off the edge of the roof. I checked my watch again. 4:48am.
4:48am.
12 minutes left.
I tried to think for a moment of good memories. Not many came to mind. Maybe the first time I picked up a drumstick, that was pretty sick. Or the time I played tennis with my dad, that was pretty fun.
That was about it though. I shakily sighed and lied down on the snowy rooftop with my legs still dangling off the edge, the coldness on my back sends shivers down my entire body. I lift
my arm and look at my watch, it was 4:52am.
4:52am.
8 minutes left.
I feel a pit in my stomach now. It was close. Almost time.
I sit myself back up and start drumming on my legs with my hands, humming a Deep Purple song.
I check my watch again, 4:56am.
4:56am.
4 minutes left.
I stand myself back up onto my feet, slipping off my shoes and grabbing the note out of my pocket. I shove it into my shoe.
My socks quickly get wet from the snow, my face scrunches a bit at the cold, wet feeling.
I start to move and sway with the air again, then I feel a finger on my shoulder.
tap tap
I turn my head around and see a—rather beautiful—man. Did i just call a man beautiful??
He had a worried expression on his face. He had long, black, curly hair, dark chocolate eyes, and just an overall beautiful face.
"Are you okay?"
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UMM hi i know this is a very short chapter, im sorryyy, i just wanted to end it here where kirk comes and i didnt have much to add to the beginning. anywayssssssss i will try to update and write as much as possible—we'll see how that goes since i also edit every other day.
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