Untitled, chapter 5

Billie didn't know where he was going, he only knew he had to escape.
No. No. No.
NO!!

Couldn't happen, couldn't just happen... not to him! Anyone but him!
ANYONE!

Nothing can be well again, nothing... I'm worthless... I can't live anymore...

The thoughts and words flew around just like a mess inside of Billie. Not in his head, rather in his heart.
It's not possible to put the words to exactly where.
Inside.

He saw himself like from above, watched and observed from someone else, but still himself.
He saw himself like... like a helpless, small boy. A dadless boy.

Okay, I'm dead now, Billie thought and collapsed at the ground. The rain just kept licking him and his tears flew hysterically.
Billie used his last strengths to turn to the open sky.

"Why the hell are you doing this to me? Why?!" he yelled to something or someone he right now saw as God. "WHY?! I HATE YOU TOO!"

He closed his eyes and only felt the freaking cold rain smash what was left of him. The sherds of him. He felt the hot tears burn his face. The mask.
Rain was for death and tears were for life. He had no idea where he was. He wanted to be dead, but he was alive.

He was stuck in a world of between where he only could be torn.

To be torn forever...