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Beitrag von MyMilo am Mo Jan 29, 2018 9:51 pm

Mateo
Look, at this point I wasn't even trying to be emotional over anything anymore. I was actually almost having a mental breakdown over the position of this building. I didn't wanna land anywhere where I'd cause trouble for anyone else but this was pretty difficult if you had parking spaces and sidewalks on all four sides of the building. Other than that, the fourth side was at least frequented less often which was fine but it was also a bit more elevated than the rest of the surroundings.
Frustrated, I took a seat on one of these strange blocks and looked at my phone. Almost 2 am. I told the others I went out today which was at least half true. I decided to wait a bit longer since it wasn't a weekday and some people were still around the area at this time. Maybe I could scroll through Instagram a bit to pass the time.
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Beitrag von DanDaniel am Mo Jan 29, 2018 10:55 pm

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Eight floors statistically wasn't enough for certain death, but apart from the Decker Towers being the highest building in the entire state of Vermont, I highly doubted that if I jumped now and survived that, someone would find me in time for me to live through the injuries. It would be painful to bleed out on the pavement with probably several broken bones, but I'd given that enough thought already for it to not scare me out of doing this tonight. The pain would be over at some point, and when I was dead, I wouldn't remember it anyways - neither that nor the rest of the bullshit that took over my life. And I'd rather feel agonizing physical pain for some minutes to hours than live one more day with that.
Those were all very compelling arguments, but still, I felt a clump forming in my throat when I stepped on the rooftop and saw the entire town in front of, or rather, beneath me. It really wasn't that high, a building like this would be laughed at in any other state capital, but when everything else is tiny, even the small things feel giant. It was like walking into a room full of nine year-olds as a seventh grader.
I inhaled the freezing air and felt my breath shaking, from both the cold and nervosity, just as the door fell shut behind me. I still didn't move towards the edge. It had something intimidating about it, and against my hopes, that didn't get any better with my eyes adjusting to the dark once the light from inside was gone. And then there was another thing - my vision was a bit unclear, as I wasn't sure if at this point I had high levels of alcohol in my blood or rather high levels of blood in my alcohol, so I wasn't able to identify the light that appeared to be here on the roof with me, but upon further investigation that involved squinting my eyes, focusing really hard and walking a few steps in teh direction, it turned out to be... a phone? Attached to a person, by the way.
At first, my intoxicated brain didn't quite get the memo. I got the seperate infos, sure: I was standing on top of the state's highest building at 2 am, and apparently there was another person here, who turned out to be a guy from my history class if I recognized him right. This didn't seem normal of course, but it took that exact second longer for me to realize what was going on than to open my mouth and (very drunkenly, I had not expected to sound this fucked up) bluntly asking him what he was doing here. And when he didn't seem to notice me, instead of paying attention to that heaven-sent sign and just turning around and leaving to avoid a conversation I really didn't want to have, I walked up to him completely and grabbed his shoulder from behind, repeating my question, a bit more clearly this time. Apparently my mind and body didn't work as a team any more.
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Re: for anglais

Beitrag von MyMilo am Mo Jan 29, 2018 11:20 pm

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Alright, I wanted to die tonight but not like this! And I dropped my phone in shock, as if the screen wasn't cracked enough already. Wow, that guy sure was lucky I was able to stop myself from screaming, both out of fear and out of anger. So here I was, staring wide-eyed at whoever wanted to kill me and after a few seconds I clicked.
Even if it was difficult recognising his face just with the help of a very weak light in the distance, I recognised this guy. We used to have at least one class together, didn't we? Does that mean he possibly lives around here as well? I mean I could ask at least one of these questions, but instead I decided I wanted to know something else from him.
"Killing yourself today as well, aren't we? God, you reek of alcohol, buddy. We had a class together, right? Out of all places where we could meet again, we run into each other here... strange, isn't it?" I smiled at him and pushed his hand off my shoulder, then I proceeded to get up and pick my phone off the ground. "You owe me something for that, don't you think?", I sneered, waving around my currently restarting phone. "But you do you. I'm not gonna stand in your way tonight. Just don't go around scaring people like that, alright?"
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Beitrag von DanDaniel am Mo Jan 29, 2018 11:55 pm

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Those were some too many words for me right now. My head was already hurting all by itself and at first was so thrown off by teh way this dude talked that I wasn't able to actually pay attention to what he was saying, so when he finally finished, I only knew to respond to his last sentence.
"I called for you when I was still standing back there dude, cut the attitude. It's not my fucking fault you're not paying attention." I complained and rubbed my forehead. "And stop screaming at me, I'll hear you if you talk normally."
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Beitrag von MyMilo am Di Jan 30, 2018 12:40 am

Mateo
"Alright, listen, I didn't quite hear what you just said there but you certainly don't look too good there, you know? Did you hit your head? Alcohol got to your head too fast?" He did rub his head just now so I might as well point that out, I'm not blind after all.
To be very honest, I was starting to become interested what motivated him to come up here, having just about the same plan as me. I mean, the alcohol was one motivating factor, but there was certainly more behind it. After all, I didn't really know him that well. Except for seeing him in class here and there, exchanging a few words maybe. I squinted at him in slight wonder.
By the way, how long would it take until he finally notices there might be something off? I was starting to get bored with not understanding what he might be trying to communicate.
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Beitrag von DanDaniel am Di Jan 30, 2018 1:13 am

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"Hearing just isn't your strength in General, is it? Are you deaf or something, I told you to stop talking this loud, you're gonna wake someone." I replied, pretty annoyed still, but calmer than befor. After all he wasn't attacking me any more, so Theres was no reason to actually get offended. Although it was pissing me off that he didn't seem like he heard me this time. Until there was that little "click" in my head. "Wait, you're actually deaf, aren't you?" I asked. And now I was getting curious. Was he up here because of this (vor was it ableisten if me to assume that)? Or was Theres something else in his life? I didn't know him, but when I had seen him in class he'd always struck me as someone who has their shit together.
After thinking about that, I noticed that, should I be right, he didn't hear that last question either, so I repeated it and pointed at him, then my ear in the process.
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Re: for anglais

Beitrag von MyMilo am Di Jan 30, 2018 8:26 pm

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I really tried fighting a smile, I wanted to appear sad and serious but to be honest, I didn't give two shits anymore. "Bingo, you're correct, good sir. So if you were asking me any questions earlier, I apologise for not answering them. But, you know, it's a bit difficult to understand for me, isn't it?" I hope this sounded as sassy as I wanted it to, I haven't spoken this much in a while after all. I wasn't even trying to come across as hostile or anything but I was starting to get impatient. Just you wait, there'll be someone coming up here and arresting us before I can say "I'm deaf". Then both our plans would be screwed.
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