The Mysterious Guy, chapter 15
"Aaaaaaw... Little but mortal piece of glass... " I said as I lay forward to the bottle. "So innocent, so devil, so beautiful... So cruel."
I picked up the broken bottle and looked at it carefully.
"How can this make you so happy sometimes, how can this make you miserable? How can life treat you so well, how can then leave you out under a train."
I stood up with the bottle in my hand.
"So we can dance baaabe, so we can daaance baaaabe." I stand dancing in circles with the bottle.
"Ooow excuse me Mr. Bottle would you like to go with me to the ball? Really? Well let's dance." I said talking to the bottle.
"Lalaaa, lalalaaa, lalaaaaa... This looks like a weeding dance Mr. Bottle, are you trying to say me something? What?" I said putting my ear against the bottle to listen what it was saying to me.
"Yes I KNOW! I know he is going to be married... What? That why I'm dancing like it was my wedding?" I asked the bottle "You think I want to be in the position Adie is? Future... Miss... Armstrong... Fucken Adie fucken... Armstrong... " I said holding the bottle tighter, and tighter, till the bottle broke into little glasses pieces and they penetrated my hand.
"AAAAAAAAAAH!" I didn't scream because of the pain of the glasses in my hand, I screamed because of the anger.
"What?! Oh Mr. Bottle! DON'T FUCKING SAY THAT!" I screamed at the bottle and then threw it to the ground making a loud sound of broken glass.
"SHUT UP MR. BOTTLE! Don't talk to me like that!" I looked at my hands. "LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!"
I stayed there looking at my hands, broken glasses inside my hand, blood running out. I looked at the ground, little drops of blood jumping down my hand, broken glass everywhere, red spots.
"What... The... Fuck... " I said walking back till my back crushed with the wall.
"Oh my god... I'm fucken nuts... I'm fucken crazy... Shit." I said looking around me, looking at the blood in my hands, looking at the broken glass everywhere.
"Mr. Bottle! I killed you! But he killed me first... Yeah... " I said to the broken Mr. Bottle that was spread everywhere drenched in blood.
"Why... Why Jesus WHY!" I screamed at the sky.
"AAAAH!" I screamed as my hands touched my face. Now I screamed because of the pain of the glasses in my hand, now I could feel it.
"I can't even touch my fucking face! I can't even wash away my tears... I'm so pathetic... " I said. I didn't care about the pain and I put my hands against my face and started crying like little baby that had just lost his teddy bear, or his mom.
"Aaa-aaa-aaah... My hands... My face... My... Me!"
A red tear fell off my eyes and crushed against the floor.
"Aaaaw... Little red tear you just killed yourself... Why did you have to fell off my eye because of my pain to kill yourself! I'm so sorry! I won't cry again so your friends and family don't die ok? Yes, yes my tears you are the only company that I have so I won't kill you aye? Yes, no more tears." I said as I rubbed my eyes.
Another red drop fell off my chin.
"What? I'm not crying anymore... What's that?" I said looking at the spilled drop in the floor.
"Aaaah... Its blood... Nothing to worry about." I said
"What... Why there's blood fallen' off my face?" I said and I stood up quickly and ran to the gym bathroom.
I looked myself on the mirror. I was horrible. Blood all around my face.
"... Geez I look like the bad guy on SAW 2... God... I made this?" I said shocked.
I tried to wash the blood again from my face with my hands but had no use, more blood in my face. I looked at my hands, more blood flushing out, and some big scratches in my palm. It was so much blood that it looked almost black.
"Oh... My... God... How did I do this? How was I able...? I'm so pathetic... I'm here... Alone... Bleeding looking at my horrible and pathetic person in the mirror... "
I leaned forward to wash my face with water.
I looked myself at the mirror now, there was no blood in my face, but more blood was coming out from my hands.
"Aah! Stop! Stop!" I screamed at my hands.
I was totally mad, I was... Talking to my hands, and I didn't remember what just happened.
"Ok boys go to the showers." A professor screamed from the football field.
Then I heard a guy running in direction to where I was.
"Damnit. This is not the bathroom... This is..." I looked around. "The showers... "
The guys were getting closer.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck." I said looking around somewhere to hide or to get out.
"Serman turn on the showers fucker!" someone screamed, they were getting in.
I ran to the individual showers that had doors, so I locked myself inside one.
"Woo, the game was great, we got the shit out of the other team." Someone said.
"Yeah... HAHA poor fuckers, the didn't knew if we were playing football or volleyball HAAHAA." Said some other guy making fun.
"Ok showers on" someone said.
Suddenly I felt water falling from somewhere against my head and me.
"Aah! Fuck... Its cold... " I said.
"Ok I'll take this one." Said a guy as he tried to open the door of the shower I was in.
"Fuck." I said
"Guys this one is locked." The guy said as he tried to open the door.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck." I said as I looked around thinking of what to do.
"AHH FUCKING DOOR." Said the guy as he kicked it.
"HEEEY TOOM YOU GOT A BIG CO--!" someone screamed.
"What?!" I said to myself.
"Hah! Yeah yeah, MINE IS BIGGER! Look at my buddy, he's a big one!" screamed another guy.
"EW" I said to myself.
"Guys... Help me with this fucking door!" said the guy that was trying to open the shower door as he kicked like a beast.
"Wait let me help you." Said another guy.
Suddenly the door almost fell off.
"Shit!" I said as I hold it from inside so they couldn't open it.
I looked up, there was a little window in the wall, and it was almost touching the roof.
I jumped and held myself in the window, but because of the water I fell off and hit my head and back against the floor.
"Aaagh..." I said touching my head as I stood up slowly.
"Come one only one more kick and it will open." Said Tom.
"Move back move back!" screamed another guy. "Tom is going to take the shit out of that door."
"Come on Tommy! For Joooooeyy! Woooo!" said a guy.
"What?" I said to myself.
"Whaat?" said Tom.
"You know... Joey... The girl... You know you're crazy for her!"
"YEEEAAAAH TOOMMY AND JOOOEYY SITTING UNDER A TREE K-I-S-S-I-N-G AND F-U-C—"
"Hey! Shh! Nooo, em... We are just friends." Said Tom.
"Yeah... Sure... Now it's called "just friends" Said someone.
"Sssssssssssssuuuure... Just Friends... " said another guy.
"Yes, just friends." said Tom a bit angry. "Now I'm going to fuck that door."
"YEAAH GO TOM!"
"Why don't you better fuck Joey? I bet she'll like it." Said someone
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! Don't say anything about Joey or I'll take the shit out of you!" said Tom now angry.
While the guys were fighting I jumped again to the window trying to get out but it wasn't useful.
"Ok, ok ok ok, guys calm down, now Tom open that fucking door, I want to take a shower, I smell like shit."
I jumped to the window one more time, I opened it and held myself, and then I climbed it.
"Ok here I go... " said Tom.
"Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom! "Said the guys.
"Aaah!" creamed Tom as he ran to the door.
I pushed myself out of the window and fell out. I crushed against the grass.
I heard a loud noise and then guys screaming.
"Yeeaah! Go Tom! Now I can take a shower." Screamed someone.
"Aaagh... My back... My head... " I said rubbing my head and my back.
"AAAH!" screamed a guy like a girl. "There's blood in here!"
"What the... " said some guys.
"Holy fuck! Blood in the shower!" said Tom. "This shower was locked... And there's blood... And... Shit that's wicked."
I looked at my hands, the blood was still coming out, and it seemed that it won't stop.
"Look! There's blood in the window! Those marks look like hands... " said someone.
"Let's see maybe there's someone outside... " said another guy.
"Crap." I said as I stood up quickly and ran away to the field.
After running some meters I stopped for a breath.
"Wow... That... Was... Close... " I said as I took a breath.
I looked around me; I was in the middle of the football field.
I looked at the benches, there was Billie sitting all alone staring at his feet.
"Staring at his beautiful black Converse... Man how I love that man. And those shoes." I thought.
"Now that he's all alone I should go and talk with him... Maybe I can fix up the things"
I started walking in direction to the benches. But when I took two steps guess who appeared, yes Michael Jackson, no just joking, yes Adrianne.
She walked up to where Billie was, she sat next to him and immediately Billie hugged her.
"What's wrong?" I could see her lips saying.
Billie just shacked his head saying no.
His head was lying on Adrianne's shoulder, his arms were around her.
I just stood there and looking at them.
"I could be there... " I said to myself.
I could only stand there looking at them, with my hands hanging at my sides, I could feel the blood in my hands, but I didn't dare to move.
After like 5 minutes Adie stood up and took Billie's hand and helped him stood up.
"Lets go and see the stuff for the wedding" she said enough loud that I could hear, then she kissed Billie, he looked tired and sad, he looked like he wanted to lay somewhere and never move again.
As Adie walked down Billie looked at the sky, I could see his lips moving.
"Joey" he whispered.
"What?" said Adie.
"Em nothing, yay, wedding." He said. Then he looked down to the field, there he saw me, his eyes opened like he saw an Angel, or the Devil.
"Joey!" he said and he took his hand away from Adie's, he walked down the benches.
"AAAAA! SHE'S BLEEDING!" Adie screamed. Billie stopped and looked carefully at me.
I looked down at my hands that were hanging at my besides, they were bleeding like hell; the blood was like flushing down my hands like water.
I looked at Billie and Adie; they were looking at me paralyzed.
I just turned around and started to run.
"Billie!" I heard Adie screaming.
I ran and ran as faster I could.
I heard someone running behind me.
I ran faster, but the steps that were running behind me were getting closer, I ran in direction to the back of the field, I ran throw some trees, I entered to some kind of park.
I looked back; there was no one behind me. As I was looking back I fell off, I kicked a big rock.
"Aaau" I said as I rubbed my head.
"Joey?" I heard Billie.
"No... No!" I said and I started running again.
"JOEY!" He screamed.
"NO" I said.
I ran and ran, but Billie chased me.
He took my by the waist, he lifted me in the air so I couldn't escape.
"LEAVE MEE NOO!" I Screamed as I tried to release myself from his arms.
Billie didn't leave me, he just held me tighter.
"FUCK YOU! LET ME GO!" I screamed.
"Could you fucking calm down?" he said
"NOOO" I screamed and tried to release myself.
"Calm down." He said holding m tighter.
He put me down again, I tried to run but he held me and pushed me into the grass.
He was lying on top of me holding me.
"Will you come down now?"
"Hmhm... "
"Will you?"
"Yeah fuck ok" I said. And I stayed there calm.
Billie took himself away from me and he sat beside me.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he asked me, I just looked at my feet.
"I... " I said looking down.
"Look! Look at this!" he said taking my hand by the wrist and holding it up.
"Aaagh! You're hurting me!" I screamed with pain.
"You hurt yourself first! Why the fuck did you do that?" He asked desperate.
"I DIDN'T! It was Mr. Bottle... R. I. P" I said ashamed
"Who? Well fuck I don't care. But... What I want to know... You tried to kill yourself?" he asked harsh.
I just looked down.
"ANSWER ME." He said holding my wrist tighter.
"AAAGH YOU'RE FUCKING HURTING ME." I screamed at him and took my hand away. Then I stood up and walked to a big tree and sat behind it so Billie couldn't see me.
Billie stood up and walked to where I was.
"Joey I'm so sorry I didn't want to hurt you." He said as he kneeled in front of me.
I looked away.
"The thing is... That thinking of you trying to kill yourself, thinking of you dead it drives me nuts, what can I do without you?"
"Everything you've always done." I said avoiding his eyes.
"Honestly did you tried to kill yourself?" he asked again softly now.
"No ok? No I didn't, it was... And accident." I said.
Billie leaned to me and hugged me.
"Please don't do that again, please, you don't know how miserable I feel when I think of you alone there doing what ever you where doing and thinking that... Maybe I will never be with you again... "
"SO WHY DON'T YOU FUCKING STOP IT?!"
"I CAN'T!"
"Why... "
"Because... "
"Because... " I repeated.
"BECAUSE IF I DON'T MARRY ADIE SHE'S GOING TO KILL YOU." He screamed desperate.
I stayed in shock. Billie just hugged me tighter.
I picked up the broken bottle and looked at it carefully.
"How can this make you so happy sometimes, how can this make you miserable? How can life treat you so well, how can then leave you out under a train."
I stood up with the bottle in my hand.
"So we can dance baaabe, so we can daaance baaaabe." I stand dancing in circles with the bottle.
"Ooow excuse me Mr. Bottle would you like to go with me to the ball? Really? Well let's dance." I said talking to the bottle.
"Lalaaa, lalalaaa, lalaaaaa... This looks like a weeding dance Mr. Bottle, are you trying to say me something? What?" I said putting my ear against the bottle to listen what it was saying to me.
"Yes I KNOW! I know he is going to be married... What? That why I'm dancing like it was my wedding?" I asked the bottle "You think I want to be in the position Adie is? Future... Miss... Armstrong... Fucken Adie fucken... Armstrong... " I said holding the bottle tighter, and tighter, till the bottle broke into little glasses pieces and they penetrated my hand.
"AAAAAAAAAAH!" I didn't scream because of the pain of the glasses in my hand, I screamed because of the anger.
"What?! Oh Mr. Bottle! DON'T FUCKING SAY THAT!" I screamed at the bottle and then threw it to the ground making a loud sound of broken glass.
"SHUT UP MR. BOTTLE! Don't talk to me like that!" I looked at my hands. "LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!"
I stayed there looking at my hands, broken glasses inside my hand, blood running out. I looked at the ground, little drops of blood jumping down my hand, broken glass everywhere, red spots.
"What... The... Fuck... " I said walking back till my back crushed with the wall.
"Oh my god... I'm fucken nuts... I'm fucken crazy... Shit." I said looking around me, looking at the blood in my hands, looking at the broken glass everywhere.
"Mr. Bottle! I killed you! But he killed me first... Yeah... " I said to the broken Mr. Bottle that was spread everywhere drenched in blood.
"Why... Why Jesus WHY!" I screamed at the sky.
"AAAAH!" I screamed as my hands touched my face. Now I screamed because of the pain of the glasses in my hand, now I could feel it.
"I can't even touch my fucking face! I can't even wash away my tears... I'm so pathetic... " I said. I didn't care about the pain and I put my hands against my face and started crying like little baby that had just lost his teddy bear, or his mom.
"Aaa-aaa-aaah... My hands... My face... My... Me!"
A red tear fell off my eyes and crushed against the floor.
"Aaaaw... Little red tear you just killed yourself... Why did you have to fell off my eye because of my pain to kill yourself! I'm so sorry! I won't cry again so your friends and family don't die ok? Yes, yes my tears you are the only company that I have so I won't kill you aye? Yes, no more tears." I said as I rubbed my eyes.
Another red drop fell off my chin.
"What? I'm not crying anymore... What's that?" I said looking at the spilled drop in the floor.
"Aaaah... Its blood... Nothing to worry about." I said
"What... Why there's blood fallen' off my face?" I said and I stood up quickly and ran to the gym bathroom.
I looked myself on the mirror. I was horrible. Blood all around my face.
"... Geez I look like the bad guy on SAW 2... God... I made this?" I said shocked.
I tried to wash the blood again from my face with my hands but had no use, more blood in my face. I looked at my hands, more blood flushing out, and some big scratches in my palm. It was so much blood that it looked almost black.
"Oh... My... God... How did I do this? How was I able...? I'm so pathetic... I'm here... Alone... Bleeding looking at my horrible and pathetic person in the mirror... "
I leaned forward to wash my face with water.
I looked myself at the mirror now, there was no blood in my face, but more blood was coming out from my hands.
"Aah! Stop! Stop!" I screamed at my hands.
I was totally mad, I was... Talking to my hands, and I didn't remember what just happened.
"Ok boys go to the showers." A professor screamed from the football field.
Then I heard a guy running in direction to where I was.
"Damnit. This is not the bathroom... This is..." I looked around. "The showers... "
The guys were getting closer.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck." I said looking around somewhere to hide or to get out.
"Serman turn on the showers fucker!" someone screamed, they were getting in.
I ran to the individual showers that had doors, so I locked myself inside one.
"Woo, the game was great, we got the shit out of the other team." Someone said.
"Yeah... HAHA poor fuckers, the didn't knew if we were playing football or volleyball HAAHAA." Said some other guy making fun.
"Ok showers on" someone said.
Suddenly I felt water falling from somewhere against my head and me.
"Aah! Fuck... Its cold... " I said.
"Ok I'll take this one." Said a guy as he tried to open the door of the shower I was in.
"Fuck." I said
"Guys this one is locked." The guy said as he tried to open the door.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck." I said as I looked around thinking of what to do.
"AHH FUCKING DOOR." Said the guy as he kicked it.
"HEEEY TOOM YOU GOT A BIG CO--!" someone screamed.
"What?!" I said to myself.
"Hah! Yeah yeah, MINE IS BIGGER! Look at my buddy, he's a big one!" screamed another guy.
"EW" I said to myself.
"Guys... Help me with this fucking door!" said the guy that was trying to open the shower door as he kicked like a beast.
"Wait let me help you." Said another guy.
Suddenly the door almost fell off.
"Shit!" I said as I hold it from inside so they couldn't open it.
I looked up, there was a little window in the wall, and it was almost touching the roof.
I jumped and held myself in the window, but because of the water I fell off and hit my head and back against the floor.
"Aaagh..." I said touching my head as I stood up slowly.
"Come one only one more kick and it will open." Said Tom.
"Move back move back!" screamed another guy. "Tom is going to take the shit out of that door."
"Come on Tommy! For Joooooeyy! Woooo!" said a guy.
"What?" I said to myself.
"Whaat?" said Tom.
"You know... Joey... The girl... You know you're crazy for her!"
"YEEEAAAAH TOOMMY AND JOOOEYY SITTING UNDER A TREE K-I-S-S-I-N-G AND F-U-C—"
"Hey! Shh! Nooo, em... We are just friends." Said Tom.
"Yeah... Sure... Now it's called "just friends" Said someone.
"Sssssssssssssuuuure... Just Friends... " said another guy.
"Yes, just friends." said Tom a bit angry. "Now I'm going to fuck that door."
"YEAAH GO TOM!"
"Why don't you better fuck Joey? I bet she'll like it." Said someone
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! Don't say anything about Joey or I'll take the shit out of you!" said Tom now angry.
While the guys were fighting I jumped again to the window trying to get out but it wasn't useful.
"Ok, ok ok ok, guys calm down, now Tom open that fucking door, I want to take a shower, I smell like shit."
I jumped to the window one more time, I opened it and held myself, and then I climbed it.
"Ok here I go... " said Tom.
"Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom! "Said the guys.
"Aaah!" creamed Tom as he ran to the door.
I pushed myself out of the window and fell out. I crushed against the grass.
I heard a loud noise and then guys screaming.
"Yeeaah! Go Tom! Now I can take a shower." Screamed someone.
"Aaagh... My back... My head... " I said rubbing my head and my back.
"AAAH!" screamed a guy like a girl. "There's blood in here!"
"What the... " said some guys.
"Holy fuck! Blood in the shower!" said Tom. "This shower was locked... And there's blood... And... Shit that's wicked."
I looked at my hands, the blood was still coming out, and it seemed that it won't stop.
"Look! There's blood in the window! Those marks look like hands... " said someone.
"Let's see maybe there's someone outside... " said another guy.
"Crap." I said as I stood up quickly and ran away to the field.
After running some meters I stopped for a breath.
"Wow... That... Was... Close... " I said as I took a breath.
I looked around me; I was in the middle of the football field.
I looked at the benches, there was Billie sitting all alone staring at his feet.
"Staring at his beautiful black Converse... Man how I love that man. And those shoes." I thought.
"Now that he's all alone I should go and talk with him... Maybe I can fix up the things"
I started walking in direction to the benches. But when I took two steps guess who appeared, yes Michael Jackson, no just joking, yes Adrianne.
She walked up to where Billie was, she sat next to him and immediately Billie hugged her.
"What's wrong?" I could see her lips saying.
Billie just shacked his head saying no.
His head was lying on Adrianne's shoulder, his arms were around her.
I just stood there and looking at them.
"I could be there... " I said to myself.
I could only stand there looking at them, with my hands hanging at my sides, I could feel the blood in my hands, but I didn't dare to move.
After like 5 minutes Adie stood up and took Billie's hand and helped him stood up.
"Lets go and see the stuff for the wedding" she said enough loud that I could hear, then she kissed Billie, he looked tired and sad, he looked like he wanted to lay somewhere and never move again.
As Adie walked down Billie looked at the sky, I could see his lips moving.
"Joey" he whispered.
"What?" said Adie.
"Em nothing, yay, wedding." He said. Then he looked down to the field, there he saw me, his eyes opened like he saw an Angel, or the Devil.
"Joey!" he said and he took his hand away from Adie's, he walked down the benches.
"AAAAA! SHE'S BLEEDING!" Adie screamed. Billie stopped and looked carefully at me.
I looked down at my hands that were hanging at my besides, they were bleeding like hell; the blood was like flushing down my hands like water.
I looked at Billie and Adie; they were looking at me paralyzed.
I just turned around and started to run.
"Billie!" I heard Adie screaming.
I ran and ran as faster I could.
I heard someone running behind me.
I ran faster, but the steps that were running behind me were getting closer, I ran in direction to the back of the field, I ran throw some trees, I entered to some kind of park.
I looked back; there was no one behind me. As I was looking back I fell off, I kicked a big rock.
"Aaau" I said as I rubbed my head.
"Joey?" I heard Billie.
"No... No!" I said and I started running again.
"JOEY!" He screamed.
"NO" I said.
I ran and ran, but Billie chased me.
He took my by the waist, he lifted me in the air so I couldn't escape.
"LEAVE MEE NOO!" I Screamed as I tried to release myself from his arms.
Billie didn't leave me, he just held me tighter.
"FUCK YOU! LET ME GO!" I screamed.
"Could you fucking calm down?" he said
"NOOO" I screamed and tried to release myself.
"Calm down." He said holding m tighter.
He put me down again, I tried to run but he held me and pushed me into the grass.
He was lying on top of me holding me.
"Will you come down now?"
"Hmhm... "
"Will you?"
"Yeah fuck ok" I said. And I stayed there calm.
Billie took himself away from me and he sat beside me.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he asked me, I just looked at my feet.
"I... " I said looking down.
"Look! Look at this!" he said taking my hand by the wrist and holding it up.
"Aaagh! You're hurting me!" I screamed with pain.
"You hurt yourself first! Why the fuck did you do that?" He asked desperate.
"I DIDN'T! It was Mr. Bottle... R. I. P" I said ashamed
"Who? Well fuck I don't care. But... What I want to know... You tried to kill yourself?" he asked harsh.
I just looked down.
"ANSWER ME." He said holding my wrist tighter.
"AAAGH YOU'RE FUCKING HURTING ME." I screamed at him and took my hand away. Then I stood up and walked to a big tree and sat behind it so Billie couldn't see me.
Billie stood up and walked to where I was.
"Joey I'm so sorry I didn't want to hurt you." He said as he kneeled in front of me.
I looked away.
"The thing is... That thinking of you trying to kill yourself, thinking of you dead it drives me nuts, what can I do without you?"
"Everything you've always done." I said avoiding his eyes.
"Honestly did you tried to kill yourself?" he asked again softly now.
"No ok? No I didn't, it was... And accident." I said.
Billie leaned to me and hugged me.
"Please don't do that again, please, you don't know how miserable I feel when I think of you alone there doing what ever you where doing and thinking that... Maybe I will never be with you again... "
"SO WHY DON'T YOU FUCKING STOP IT?!"
"I CAN'T!"
"Why... "
"Because... "
"Because... " I repeated.
"BECAUSE IF I DON'T MARRY ADIE SHE'S GOING TO KILL YOU." He screamed desperate.
I stayed in shock. Billie just hugged me tighter.
