All for nothing at all…
No one deserves this, a great life, everything you could want, placed on a silver plate in front of you. But as I needed help the most, then as soon as he could help, he turned his back and left me to the will of fate, and since then I have made my life mission to get him what comes to him. Two years passed, my plan succeeded. Standing on the balcony of a 15-story building, I looked at him hanging on the railing, hunting for help, mercy. Only then did I realize it was wrong, he didn’t take it for granted, only then did I get it, but it was already too late. After a second as I leaned over the railing to help him, his hands slipped and he no longer kept hanging on, but started falling down, watching him tumble in the air, how fear shined in his eyes, or maybe it was a sense of death. Rolling in the air, he screamed in supplication for forgiveness and help. I wonder to myself, why couldn’t I understand earlier, why all for nothing? Why did this have to make life easier for me? I ran down the stairs, people were approaching the blood rivers on the road, calling 911. I ran to his body, added two fingers to grasp the pulse, I didn’t expect him to be alive because his body was crushed and flattened, I looked at my hands, they were all bloody from his blood, I looked up at the sky, I looked at the stars, the moon, I looked around, all the people around me and him looked at me like crazy, only then did a voice whisper in the subconscious, saying that I was that bad guy all the time, all the time I was a criminal, I was the villain. I started laughing hysterically and crying, washing blood off my hands with tears. I started screaming at everyone to get out of here or I’ll drop theme of the roof too. Everyone was scared, they approached me, did not turn their backs, asked if everything was fine for me. I realized that he didn’t want anything bad for me, he just didn’t know how to help, he just didn’t understand my situation and I left him no reason to help me without explaining it. I ended his life through my own fault. I started running into the building crying and laughing. I climbed up the stairs to the 15th floor’s balcony. I looked at the people below, leaned over the railing, and took a last look at the stars, the last time I breathed fresh air, I listened to the howling of police beacons. And when I came to terms with my destiny, I got off the railing. In the air I thought why me? Why do I do that? Why all for nothing at all? For a second before touching the earth, I felt better, giving my life for him so that he wouldn't be lonely wherever he was. The impact with the ground occurred at exactly 03:33. I didn’t understand what was going on? Am I in heaven? With eyes soaked in blood, I see a blinding light, I hear howls, people scream for some kind of blood transfusion and painkillers. But only now did I begin to feel the pain surrounding me, the light dissipating, I looked around. My leg was turned to the other side, blood was flowing from the chest area in a stream, I lost consciousness again. Only this time forever … And why all for nothing at all? …
