a/n: This is based on a dream that I had last night.
(He Was Smiling)
"Just get it through your head! I hate you! Consider this friendship over!"
Tears flooded my vision and spilt out onto my cheeks. "But I don't—"
Over? How could our friendship be over? We've been friends since we were five years old, and now with just a few harsh screamed words, it's over? I ran from the school steps and started to walk home. Well, he obviously won't want me to be his roommate anymore. Where am I going to live? What the hell am I going to do? I started to cross the city bridge. I heard footsteps and looked over my shoulder and saw my former best friend walking behind me a few feet away with a glare on his face. I don't understand what I did that made him hate me so much. He was the only friend I had. Now I have no one.
Absolutely no one.
I paused when I came to the middle of the bridge. I grabbed the railing and stared down at the rocks and water far down below.
I'm all alone.
I felt him walk past me. I turned and saw him standing about two yards away, staring angrily at me. I turned my attention back to the rocky river below.
He hates me. Everyone hates me
I climbed over the railing and stood on the edge. My life's been falling apart for awhile; I've been so depressed. There's no reason to keep trudging on. There's nothing for me here. I'm weak, and I guess it's best if I just take the weak way out. I glanced back at him. He wasn't going to stop me. Fuck, he was smiling. I guess this is it then. I never thought it would end this way. I wonder if there's really anything after death. I guess I'll find out...