Don't Jump....
What have I done? for justprompts
His phone rang for what was probably the hundredth time that night. He glared at it for a moment, the lyrics from Rammstein’s “ Reise, Reise” bellowing as loud as it could to be heard over the sounds of the television and everyone’s loud chatter. Adler had called him every ten minutes for the last three hours, screaming about how horrible everything was; that his girlfriend had dumped him, that their foster parents were grounding him, the Mathis hadn’t taken him to the party with him. Not that he was getting the chance to enjoy his night.
Snatching up the phone he debated not answering for a moment, before he reluctantly stood and flipped it open. “Hallo?” he said over the noise in the room, pressing a finger against his other ear as he started for the door to the front steps. “Adler? What?”
“You said, you promised we’d always be brothers. That you’d always be there for me!” Adler screamed over the phone, “I believed you, I did. We were going to be real brothers!”
Mathis groaned as he stepped outside, pulled the door shut behind him with a heavy thud. The silence of the night air sent a cold chill over him, making him regret stepping out without grabbing his jacket as he looked around. “Adler! We are….” Shit, he didn’t want to deal with this. None of this.
“You promised!”
“Go to sleep, stop all your crying! God, you are such a girl.” Why did he always have to do this? Mathis was always the one that had to pick him up, set the kid on his feet and dust him off. Since he was fourteen Mat had been taking care of the kid, and not because their foster parents didn’t try. Adler had only latched on to the older boy and never let go.
“I’m going to kill myself.”
“What? No…No you aren’t! You always say that. If you mean it, just….stop saying it and do it! I’m so tired of hearing you say that whenever you want attention! Grow up!”
“I will! I will and it is all your fault, because you lied to me, like everyone else!” Mat didn’t hear the rest as he throw his phone into the street with a growl before turning back to the door. It wasn’t like Adler would really do it. The kid probably wasn’t even smart enough to do it right, for all his prostrating that he’d done all his research.
And even if did? Adler probably deserved to just jump off a fucking bridge after all the pain in the ass headaches he’d caused everyone lately! The fights, the screaming, lack of sleep…Mathis was so tired of dealing with it all he could have gladly jumped off the damn roof himself.
But Adler wouldn’t really do it.
He wouldn’t. No matter what he said, he never had done anything before. Everyone had woken up the next day as if nothing had ever happened and life went on like normal. So obviously this time was just like all the other times, nothing to get so worked up about.
But he turned to look back at his phone, and licked his lips nervously. Maybe he should just call back? Make sure Adler knew he didn’t really mean anything like that. Just because his brother would never really kill himself didn’t mean Mathis should apologize, just to sure. Just in case.
Hanging his head, shoulders sagging with weight of responsibility the seventeen year old looked up and down the street carefully before venturing out into the street to gather up the pieces of his mobile. The screen was cracked, the back that held the battery in would stay in place, but at least it turned on when it pushed the power key. Dialing, he held his breath as he started walking away from the house and down the street.
“Come on, Come on….Answer the phone!”
“Hey this is Adler, I cannot come to the phone…”
“No!” Mat growled, and almost threw the phone again before hanging up. He redailed again, and again. Worry crept into his thoughts more and more with each redail. “He wouldn’t….No….”
Why wasn’t Adler answering? He lived with his phone hand, and there was no reason for him never to ignore the phone. And this was the attention that he had been wanting! Why wasn’t he answering!
“Hey! Hey! Taxi! Stop, stop I need, I need a ride!” The car ignored him and drove on as Mat ran a hand through his hair and spun around desperately. He had to get home, he just…
Adler would be there playing video games, waiting with a moody glare in his eyes as Mathis finally strolled through the door and grumbled a hello.
“Shit!“ he screamed out, pressing hands to his forehead, the mobile pushing into his skin painfully as he took several deep breaths. “Shit…” Home was too far to walk, much too far to run. Lida and Tom had gone out for the evening, so no one was home to call. “God, I’m sorry…..I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any of it.“ He mumbled to himself as he pulled his arms down and looked around. “Shit“.
Looking at his phone, he took a shaky breath before turning to walk toward the bus stop. It wouldn’t get him home, but it would certainly get him closer than he was now.
“Mathis?“ He heard people calling in the background as he ran down the sidewalk, able to see bus up ahead as it started to close for the stop. “Mathis! Where are you going?”
He bounced into the bus with a shaky breath, with a quick glance around to the sparse, but questionable crowd that populated the urine reeking vessel. He tried to take small breaths as he found a relatively clean bench and sat down with a nervous smile as he blinked and shifted. Picking up his phone he dialed Adler again, and waited until the voicemail picked up before he hung up and dialed again.
“Pick up…pick up…Adler…“ God! Why had he been so damn stupid? Who just, who just told people to kill themselves? To go ahead and jump? “Just answer…I’m sorry.”
He called a thousand times he seemed like, by the time he got off the bus and hit the streets at a run. The apartment his foster parents lived in was three blocks away, and each step that took him closer left his legs feeling a bit weaker. Be alright, he thought to Adler, I didn’t mean it. Why wasn’t he answer the phone?
Time blurred together as he turned the corner, the flashing lights of an ambulance and emergency vehicles lighting up the street around a small crowd of people gathered outside the building…
“Adler…“
“Mathis…Mathis!“ Lida called his named repeatedly, but he couldn’t hear her as he walked forward, staring at the stretcher that was being wheeled toward the ambulance. “Mathis!“
Adler…..
He didn’t mean….Why….He really, he didn’t mean.
===
Mathis Richter
OC
1167 words
ooc: and because I'm unusually nice, everyone can pretend they speak German for the day!
His phone rang for what was probably the hundredth time that night. He glared at it for a moment, the lyrics from Rammstein’s “ Reise, Reise” bellowing as loud as it could to be heard over the sounds of the television and everyone’s loud chatter. Adler had called him every ten minutes for the last three hours, screaming about how horrible everything was; that his girlfriend had dumped him, that their foster parents were grounding him, the Mathis hadn’t taken him to the party with him. Not that he was getting the chance to enjoy his night.
Snatching up the phone he debated not answering for a moment, before he reluctantly stood and flipped it open. “Hallo?” he said over the noise in the room, pressing a finger against his other ear as he started for the door to the front steps. “Adler? What?”
“You said, you promised we’d always be brothers. That you’d always be there for me!” Adler screamed over the phone, “I believed you, I did. We were going to be real brothers!”
Mathis groaned as he stepped outside, pulled the door shut behind him with a heavy thud. The silence of the night air sent a cold chill over him, making him regret stepping out without grabbing his jacket as he looked around. “Adler! We are….” Shit, he didn’t want to deal with this. None of this.
“You promised!”
“Go to sleep, stop all your crying! God, you are such a girl.” Why did he always have to do this? Mathis was always the one that had to pick him up, set the kid on his feet and dust him off. Since he was fourteen Mat had been taking care of the kid, and not because their foster parents didn’t try. Adler had only latched on to the older boy and never let go.
“I’m going to kill myself.”
“What? No…No you aren’t! You always say that. If you mean it, just….stop saying it and do it! I’m so tired of hearing you say that whenever you want attention! Grow up!”
“I will! I will and it is all your fault, because you lied to me, like everyone else!” Mat didn’t hear the rest as he throw his phone into the street with a growl before turning back to the door. It wasn’t like Adler would really do it. The kid probably wasn’t even smart enough to do it right, for all his prostrating that he’d done all his research.
And even if did? Adler probably deserved to just jump off a fucking bridge after all the pain in the ass headaches he’d caused everyone lately! The fights, the screaming, lack of sleep…Mathis was so tired of dealing with it all he could have gladly jumped off the damn roof himself.
But Adler wouldn’t really do it.
He wouldn’t. No matter what he said, he never had done anything before. Everyone had woken up the next day as if nothing had ever happened and life went on like normal. So obviously this time was just like all the other times, nothing to get so worked up about.
But he turned to look back at his phone, and licked his lips nervously. Maybe he should just call back? Make sure Adler knew he didn’t really mean anything like that. Just because his brother would never really kill himself didn’t mean Mathis should apologize, just to sure. Just in case.
Hanging his head, shoulders sagging with weight of responsibility the seventeen year old looked up and down the street carefully before venturing out into the street to gather up the pieces of his mobile. The screen was cracked, the back that held the battery in would stay in place, but at least it turned on when it pushed the power key. Dialing, he held his breath as he started walking away from the house and down the street.
“Come on, Come on….Answer the phone!”
“Hey this is Adler, I cannot come to the phone…”
“No!” Mat growled, and almost threw the phone again before hanging up. He redailed again, and again. Worry crept into his thoughts more and more with each redail. “He wouldn’t….No….”
Why wasn’t Adler answering? He lived with his phone hand, and there was no reason for him never to ignore the phone. And this was the attention that he had been wanting! Why wasn’t he answering!
“Hey! Hey! Taxi! Stop, stop I need, I need a ride!” The car ignored him and drove on as Mat ran a hand through his hair and spun around desperately. He had to get home, he just…
Adler would be there playing video games, waiting with a moody glare in his eyes as Mathis finally strolled through the door and grumbled a hello.
“Shit!“ he screamed out, pressing hands to his forehead, the mobile pushing into his skin painfully as he took several deep breaths. “Shit…” Home was too far to walk, much too far to run. Lida and Tom had gone out for the evening, so no one was home to call. “God, I’m sorry…..I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any of it.“ He mumbled to himself as he pulled his arms down and looked around. “Shit“.
Looking at his phone, he took a shaky breath before turning to walk toward the bus stop. It wouldn’t get him home, but it would certainly get him closer than he was now.
“Mathis?“ He heard people calling in the background as he ran down the sidewalk, able to see bus up ahead as it started to close for the stop. “Mathis! Where are you going?”
He bounced into the bus with a shaky breath, with a quick glance around to the sparse, but questionable crowd that populated the urine reeking vessel. He tried to take small breaths as he found a relatively clean bench and sat down with a nervous smile as he blinked and shifted. Picking up his phone he dialed Adler again, and waited until the voicemail picked up before he hung up and dialed again.
“Pick up…pick up…Adler…“ God! Why had he been so damn stupid? Who just, who just told people to kill themselves? To go ahead and jump? “Just answer…I’m sorry.”
He called a thousand times he seemed like, by the time he got off the bus and hit the streets at a run. The apartment his foster parents lived in was three blocks away, and each step that took him closer left his legs feeling a bit weaker. Be alright, he thought to Adler, I didn’t mean it. Why wasn’t he answer the phone?
Time blurred together as he turned the corner, the flashing lights of an ambulance and emergency vehicles lighting up the street around a small crowd of people gathered outside the building…
“Adler…“
“Mathis…Mathis!“ Lida called his named repeatedly, but he couldn’t hear her as he walked forward, staring at the stretcher that was being wheeled toward the ambulance. “Mathis!“
Adler…..
He didn’t mean….Why….He really, he didn’t mean.
===
Mathis Richter
OC
1167 words
ooc: and because I'm unusually nice, everyone can pretend they speak German for the day!