One Last Cry
Title:One Last Cry
Pairing:broken!Kemaru
Rating:PGish
Summary:Kevin lost control of his feelings and does something he can’t turn back
Warning: Character death (Not graphic)
A/N:I have just had a rough week and now it has gotten worse and my hours have gotten cut and yeah. I’m Just depressed and this is what came to mind and.. Seriously if it wasn’t for the kids I watch I am pretty sure I might have done a few things I would have regretted.
Sitting at his desk, tears started to roll down his cheeks. This hadn’t happened since his aunt had passed away. This just never happened.
‘I just want to end this.’ He thought to himself. ‘Music is my life and it isn’t even helping me right now.’
He started typing. He didn’t know what he was going to say or who it was going to be sent to.
To Whom May get this:
He started.
My name is Kevin and I’m just sick of all of the drama that has happened. No one understand what I feel and I am done.
Kevin took a deep breath before continuing on with his letter.
I have been living in South Korea for a while now and I will say that I am not happy here. My two best friends have left me and there is nothing I can do to get them back. I need space and no one will give it to me. I Love the world I really do but I have had enough. I really hope that someone helps me before it is too late.
Kevin ended it there trying to fight back the splotches that were appearing on the desk. He then looked at the pill bottle that was sitting on the desk next to his computer.
After the thoughts that had gone through his head he knew exactly what he had to do. There just wasn’t an option. He took the bottle of pills and swallowed them one by one until he felt drowsy and couldn’t take any more. Before he passed out he decided to write one last note.
Kibum I Lllllloooooooo…..
~~~~~~~
Kibum arrived at the house knowing that something was wrong. Kevin always texted him no matter the time of day or what was happening. If Kevin was bored there was a text awaiting Kibum when he got free time from his job. It had been three to four hours since he had received a message from Kevin. It was very unusual.
Kibum knocked on the door. There was no answer.
He called the house phone. Again, no answer.
After that he called Kevin’s call phone. He got an answer from the voice mail saying “Hey! You have reached Kevin. If you need me leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as possible.”
Kibum sighed and leaned against the door of the house. He couldn’t hear anything.
He then knocked again as he remembered that Kevin had made him a key of the place. Kibum pulled the key out from his bag and slid it into the door lock.
Kibum then stepped into the house and looked around for anything that seemed unusual. He didn’t see anything out of place before moving to the bedroom. All the other doors had been left open and he checked as he moved past them.
He listened for anything unusual that could be taking place in the bedroom. Again he heard nothing. Kibum felt very uneasy at the house having no noise other than the muffled sound of a song playing behind the door.
Kibum opened the door and heard the soft lyrics of an American song playing.
I see the long quiet walk along the underground railroad
I see the slave awakening to the value of her soul
I see the young missionary and the angry spear
I see his family returning with no trace of fear
I see the long hard shadows of calcutta nights
I see the sister standing by the dying man’s side
I see the young girl huddled on the brothel floor
I see the man with a passion come kicking down that door
I see the man of sorrow and his long troubled road
I see the world on his shoulders and my easy load
Kibum looked around the room and noticed a figure sitting at the desk. He knew the form it was Kevin’s.
Kibum rushed over to the younger male and shook him. Kevin’s head fell at the little touch. Kibum jumped at the motions. He wasn’t sure what had happened. He pulled out his phone, though he couldn’t remember when he put it away. Kibum called the emergency numbers that he had listed.
Kibum then looked at the computer screen that was in front of him and read the messages that Kevin had written. His eyes widened at the thought of Kevin even thinking those thoughts. He knew that the younger was having problems living so far away from home but Kibum just didn’t know how much pain he was in.
~~~~~~~
The ambulance came and left faster than Kibum thought. The elder man wandered around the house as he waited for the call telling him anything about Kevin. A New song had started to play and Kibum started to tap his toes to the beat of it.
neoui just just just just Ah Ah Love Coach,
namjaui simnineun uriga jal ara.
nun nun nun chi ko ko ko chi, eolma motgaseo neomeool geol.
achimmada jamjalttaemada jeonhwahae, munjahana bonaelttaemada chekeuhae.
yaksokhana mannalttaemada ireoke naegemalhae jeonbumalhae.
ireon Girl namjaneun No No.
yojeum tteumhaejin neoui jeonhwareul gidarinabwa. waeirae.
jeongmal waeirae, gaseumi kukkuk nulleowa.
(English Trans: You are just just just just Ah Ah Love Coach,
We know what men are thinking really well.
Noticed the coach, how far is it that I can't go and beyond.
Every day, every night, call. Everytime you send a text, check.
Everytime you make a promise, tell me like this, tell me everything.
This kind of Girl, for men No No.
Recently, out of nowhere, I've been waiting for your call. Why am I like this?
Honestly, why am I like this? My chest feels pressed)
Kibum sighed and left to go to the hospital not caring about how fast he was going he needed to see his love one last time.
~~~~~~
Kevin woke up seeing nothing but white and a voice screaming at him to come back to him.
“Kevin please don’t leave me I need you here. I want you with me.” The voice sounded as if he had been sobbing.
Kevin couldn’t see anything but white.
‘I want nothing more than to be with you Kibum. But it is too late now’ Kevin thought to himself as he moved further and further away from the voice he knew and loved.
A/N: Ok so I really have not been in a good mood the last couple of days and it’s mainly cause of stuff that has been happening and yeah I’m tired of it all. So this is out of some personal Experience and other sources. I am sorry it is very depressing. I am hoping to get something more happy and not as much angst for the summer months. That I think is all XD
Almost forgot please comment ^_^
Pairing:broken!Kemaru
Rating:PGish
Summary:Kevin lost control of his feelings and does something he can’t turn back
Warning: Character death (Not graphic)
A/N:I have just had a rough week and now it has gotten worse and my hours have gotten cut and yeah. I’m Just depressed and this is what came to mind and.. Seriously if it wasn’t for the kids I watch I am pretty sure I might have done a few things I would have regretted.
Sitting at his desk, tears started to roll down his cheeks. This hadn’t happened since his aunt had passed away. This just never happened.
‘I just want to end this.’ He thought to himself. ‘Music is my life and it isn’t even helping me right now.’
He started typing. He didn’t know what he was going to say or who it was going to be sent to.
To Whom May get this:
He started.
My name is Kevin and I’m just sick of all of the drama that has happened. No one understand what I feel and I am done.
Kevin took a deep breath before continuing on with his letter.
I have been living in South Korea for a while now and I will say that I am not happy here. My two best friends have left me and there is nothing I can do to get them back. I need space and no one will give it to me. I Love the world I really do but I have had enough. I really hope that someone helps me before it is too late.
Kevin ended it there trying to fight back the splotches that were appearing on the desk. He then looked at the pill bottle that was sitting on the desk next to his computer.
After the thoughts that had gone through his head he knew exactly what he had to do. There just wasn’t an option. He took the bottle of pills and swallowed them one by one until he felt drowsy and couldn’t take any more. Before he passed out he decided to write one last note.
Kibum I Lllllloooooooo…..
~~~~~~~
Kibum arrived at the house knowing that something was wrong. Kevin always texted him no matter the time of day or what was happening. If Kevin was bored there was a text awaiting Kibum when he got free time from his job. It had been three to four hours since he had received a message from Kevin. It was very unusual.
Kibum knocked on the door. There was no answer.
He called the house phone. Again, no answer.
After that he called Kevin’s call phone. He got an answer from the voice mail saying “Hey! You have reached Kevin. If you need me leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as possible.”
Kibum sighed and leaned against the door of the house. He couldn’t hear anything.
He then knocked again as he remembered that Kevin had made him a key of the place. Kibum pulled the key out from his bag and slid it into the door lock.
Kibum then stepped into the house and looked around for anything that seemed unusual. He didn’t see anything out of place before moving to the bedroom. All the other doors had been left open and he checked as he moved past them.
He listened for anything unusual that could be taking place in the bedroom. Again he heard nothing. Kibum felt very uneasy at the house having no noise other than the muffled sound of a song playing behind the door.
Kibum opened the door and heard the soft lyrics of an American song playing.
I see the long quiet walk along the underground railroad
I see the slave awakening to the value of her soul
I see the young missionary and the angry spear
I see his family returning with no trace of fear
I see the long hard shadows of calcutta nights
I see the sister standing by the dying man’s side
I see the young girl huddled on the brothel floor
I see the man with a passion come kicking down that door
I see the man of sorrow and his long troubled road
I see the world on his shoulders and my easy load
Kibum looked around the room and noticed a figure sitting at the desk. He knew the form it was Kevin’s.
Kibum rushed over to the younger male and shook him. Kevin’s head fell at the little touch. Kibum jumped at the motions. He wasn’t sure what had happened. He pulled out his phone, though he couldn’t remember when he put it away. Kibum called the emergency numbers that he had listed.
Kibum then looked at the computer screen that was in front of him and read the messages that Kevin had written. His eyes widened at the thought of Kevin even thinking those thoughts. He knew that the younger was having problems living so far away from home but Kibum just didn’t know how much pain he was in.
~~~~~~~
The ambulance came and left faster than Kibum thought. The elder man wandered around the house as he waited for the call telling him anything about Kevin. A New song had started to play and Kibum started to tap his toes to the beat of it.
neoui just just just just Ah Ah Love Coach,
namjaui simnineun uriga jal ara.
nun nun nun chi ko ko ko chi, eolma motgaseo neomeool geol.
achimmada jamjalttaemada jeonhwahae, munjahana bonaelttaemada chekeuhae.
yaksokhana mannalttaemada ireoke naegemalhae jeonbumalhae.
ireon Girl namjaneun No No.
yojeum tteumhaejin neoui jeonhwareul gidarinabwa. waeirae.
jeongmal waeirae, gaseumi kukkuk nulleowa.
(English Trans: You are just just just just Ah Ah Love Coach,
We know what men are thinking really well.
Noticed the coach, how far is it that I can't go and beyond.
Every day, every night, call. Everytime you send a text, check.
Everytime you make a promise, tell me like this, tell me everything.
This kind of Girl, for men No No.
Recently, out of nowhere, I've been waiting for your call. Why am I like this?
Honestly, why am I like this? My chest feels pressed)
Kibum sighed and left to go to the hospital not caring about how fast he was going he needed to see his love one last time.
~~~~~~
Kevin woke up seeing nothing but white and a voice screaming at him to come back to him.
“Kevin please don’t leave me I need you here. I want you with me.” The voice sounded as if he had been sobbing.
Kevin couldn’t see anything but white.
‘I want nothing more than to be with you Kibum. But it is too late now’ Kevin thought to himself as he moved further and further away from the voice he knew and loved.
A/N: Ok so I really have not been in a good mood the last couple of days and it’s mainly cause of stuff that has been happening and yeah I’m tired of it all. So this is out of some personal Experience and other sources. I am sorry it is very depressing. I am hoping to get something more happy and not as much angst for the summer months. That I think is all XD
Almost forgot please comment ^_^