Writing

Pencil to paper, ears to music, eyes to clear white, crisp lines.
Now what.
A word.
A single word.... and I will begin.
No... not that easy.
Think.... plot.... climax.... resolution.... no, no resolution cliff hanger.
Cliche?
Yes, forget cliff hanger, let's be lazy and kill everyone off... no, not just kill everyone off but make it seem as though they are alive but in another world.
What world?
One with dreams and clouds, and a mystical being?
No.... hell.
Hell... one where there is no fire but is almost similar to the eternal prison of purgatory.
Yes.... perfect.
Characters.... male... tall, dark, handsome?
No... male, tall, brown hair, generic features, and ok body.
Perfect.
Problem? He is unhappy, unhappy with what he has, so what better way to deal with his "demons" then with other demons. Liquor which will be described as liquid courage, with a burning fire in the belly and drugs which will be described as white powder made from the clouds of heaven and grass that makes everything greener.
Is he the hero?
No... no hero's just big screw ups.
Next screw up... one that vaguely reflects yourself.... ok.
Tall, brown hair, average looking, but with a tough side, one that could defeat any evil dragon... or so she thinks. Her problems? She doesn't know what love is. She knows it from her parents, her family, but she doesn't know what real love is. She keeps her head in the books, but secretly runs away from it all in the similarly described liquor and drugs as the boy.
Now their relationship? Simple, no intricate back story just simple.
She likes him.
He likes her.
They meet and almost fall in love, but won't let themselves.
Instead?
They spend one night together, giving everything that have to each other deciding that this would be it. This will be followed with a steamy description of how their awkward, but somewhat beautiful bodies intertwine together leaving each other wanting more and wanting to be closer to one another. It will continue to describe the doubts of each of their plans, but the internal determination to go through with it.
The plan?
Neither of them know each others plan however they are the same.
Him, spend this night with her and cradle her in his arms, noticing how truly gorgeous she really is, then admitting to her his real intentions.
Her, she spends the night in his arms noticing how truly special he is, and after hearing him admit his intentions admits similar ones.
The intentions, wanting this to be a one night stand; but the secret between the two is that this is not true. They want this to last forever, but too late, the plan has been made.
Now the climax.
The boy and girl go their separate ways, but moving towards the same thing. They each sit on their beds swallowing the sleeping pills and cocktail of other drugs (which can be referenced as trail mix) on by one until the feel ill.
She vomits a few out so takes more to make sure it happens properly.
He, sits on the bed and holds it in.
The both wait, checking their phones at the same time, lie back on their beds and look towards their desks at the letter precisely sitting on the desktop.
Now the story will continue to describe the special tingly feeling rising from their guts. She will talk about her fear her true problems. Him, he will talk about his fears as well but describe a pounding sensation in his brain.
Her problems?
Rape.... no..... death... yes death, of who though?
Death of herself? From what? Hmmm... possibly from the constant bullying at school... and the physical assault that left her hospital bound fighting for her life.
Him, the constant abuse from his father and his eventual death from a drug problem.
Easy.
Now time for the end.
They both get this itching. This feeling of fear.
At the same time they call each other, releasing this heart filled loving admittance to each other.
Than they admit what they have done. Both feeling shocked and regretful, but at peace.
Why?
Not because of the pills, but because they have hope for tomorrow, tomorrow that will never come, but is still available for arrival in their minds.
Now?
The end.
They both die, loving each other.
But they die.
Close their eyes, no longer breathing.
Dead.
The
End