new fic
Title: A Love Ends Suicide
So, my other story is dead. lol. I think you'll like this one better anyway, it's thought out much better. This'll probably be in 4 or 5 parts. I was going to just have 2 but it would've been too rushed. This'll get pretty teary so get ready for some angst (but not yet D:). So umm enjoy!
It was a cold, dark morning in Helsinki. The skies were a light gray, and snow dusted the ground. There was an eerie tranquility about the city on this morning. In one apartment, though, people began to stir. A few soft and sleepy voices could be heard.
“Ville, are you awake?” a drowsy Mige questioned while tapping on an almost closed door. “We’re having breakfast, if you want some.”
“Mmm, I’ll be out in a moment,” Ville responded with the same lethargy as his friend. The tall, green-eyed man eventually stalked into the dining room to join his two best friends in a meal. Mige and Linde talked about their plans for the day, while Ville remained mostly quiet. He seemed rather out of it but neither of the other men noticed Ville’s silence until they began speaking to him and received no response.
“Ville, earth to Ville,”
“Hmm?” Ville snapped out of his little trance for a moment. “What do you want, Linde?”
“Just wondering if you had anything to do today, Mige and I can’t think of anything, so we’ll probably do whatever you’re doing.” It was an utter and obvious excuse to do something with Ville and figure out what was wrong. They had been touring with HIM for months on end and had finally come home from the US. During the week they had been home in Finland, Ville had become seemingly more depressed with each new day. The worst part of the situation was that no one could figure out the problem without talking it out with the singer, and he had barely spoken since they’d arrived in Finland.
“I suppose I don’t have anything planned,” Ville stated plainly after muttering a few words in Finnish under his breath.
“Oh alright, cool. Maybe we can just walk around the city for a while. We haven’t been out since we got back and I’m sure Helsinki misses its favorite rock star,” Mige added quickly in an attempt to save his and Linde’s master plan.
“Okay, sounds good, I guess, when are we going?” Ville was almost happy to be finally getting out of his small apartment. And even if his Helsinki didn’t miss him, he missed his Helsinki.
“How about…now?”
And with that, the three men cleaned up and went outside into the frigid, winter air. They walked around aimlessly for an hour or so. Not much conversation being had, but Ville began to loosen up, to Linde and Mige’s relief. The truth was, when Ville was preoccupied with his friends at home, he could forget, or at least try to forget, what had happened just a few weeks ago in the United States. He wasn’t ready to tell his best friends, or anyone for that matter, how he felt, but bottling it up inside wasn’t doing any good.
Linde grabbed Ville’s wrist and pulled him into a coffee shop and Mige followed. The boys ordered some drinks and sat down to enjoy the warmth they provided. Mige and Linde were finally going to get Ville to spill it; they were just hoping they’d be able to help him out in every way possible.
“So, Ville, why so quiet lately?” Linde asked innocently enough, but got no answer right away.
“Meet a nice girl in the States you had to leave behind?” Mige joked with a nudge.
Ville didn’t know how to respond to that one. Mige hadn’t been too far off except for a few details.
“No, no that’s not it, Mizee.” Ville even managed a laugh, he didn’t want to seem too cold; his friends were being as nice as they could.
“Then, what? The only people you were around besides girls and the band, was Bam. And you two never fight or anything. Please, Ville tell us what’s wrong, we only want to know because we care and want to help.”
Ville had lost Linde after the word “Bam”.
Tell me what you think so far. You can expect an update tommorow or the next day. :D
So, my other story is dead. lol. I think you'll like this one better anyway, it's thought out much better. This'll probably be in 4 or 5 parts. I was going to just have 2 but it would've been too rushed. This'll get pretty teary so get ready for some angst (but not yet D:). So umm enjoy!
It was a cold, dark morning in Helsinki. The skies were a light gray, and snow dusted the ground. There was an eerie tranquility about the city on this morning. In one apartment, though, people began to stir. A few soft and sleepy voices could be heard.
“Ville, are you awake?” a drowsy Mige questioned while tapping on an almost closed door. “We’re having breakfast, if you want some.”
“Mmm, I’ll be out in a moment,” Ville responded with the same lethargy as his friend. The tall, green-eyed man eventually stalked into the dining room to join his two best friends in a meal. Mige and Linde talked about their plans for the day, while Ville remained mostly quiet. He seemed rather out of it but neither of the other men noticed Ville’s silence until they began speaking to him and received no response.
“Ville, earth to Ville,”
“Hmm?” Ville snapped out of his little trance for a moment. “What do you want, Linde?”
“Just wondering if you had anything to do today, Mige and I can’t think of anything, so we’ll probably do whatever you’re doing.” It was an utter and obvious excuse to do something with Ville and figure out what was wrong. They had been touring with HIM for months on end and had finally come home from the US. During the week they had been home in Finland, Ville had become seemingly more depressed with each new day. The worst part of the situation was that no one could figure out the problem without talking it out with the singer, and he had barely spoken since they’d arrived in Finland.
“I suppose I don’t have anything planned,” Ville stated plainly after muttering a few words in Finnish under his breath.
“Oh alright, cool. Maybe we can just walk around the city for a while. We haven’t been out since we got back and I’m sure Helsinki misses its favorite rock star,” Mige added quickly in an attempt to save his and Linde’s master plan.
“Okay, sounds good, I guess, when are we going?” Ville was almost happy to be finally getting out of his small apartment. And even if his Helsinki didn’t miss him, he missed his Helsinki.
“How about…now?”
And with that, the three men cleaned up and went outside into the frigid, winter air. They walked around aimlessly for an hour or so. Not much conversation being had, but Ville began to loosen up, to Linde and Mige’s relief. The truth was, when Ville was preoccupied with his friends at home, he could forget, or at least try to forget, what had happened just a few weeks ago in the United States. He wasn’t ready to tell his best friends, or anyone for that matter, how he felt, but bottling it up inside wasn’t doing any good.
Linde grabbed Ville’s wrist and pulled him into a coffee shop and Mige followed. The boys ordered some drinks and sat down to enjoy the warmth they provided. Mige and Linde were finally going to get Ville to spill it; they were just hoping they’d be able to help him out in every way possible.
“So, Ville, why so quiet lately?” Linde asked innocently enough, but got no answer right away.
“Meet a nice girl in the States you had to leave behind?” Mige joked with a nudge.
Ville didn’t know how to respond to that one. Mige hadn’t been too far off except for a few details.
“No, no that’s not it, Mizee.” Ville even managed a laugh, he didn’t want to seem too cold; his friends were being as nice as they could.
“Then, what? The only people you were around besides girls and the band, was Bam. And you two never fight or anything. Please, Ville tell us what’s wrong, we only want to know because we care and want to help.”
Ville had lost Linde after the word “Bam”.
Tell me what you think so far. You can expect an update tommorow or the next day. :D