TRIGGER WARNING ON MURDER ATTEMPT:
No, he is not suicidal, someone is trying to kill him and he does not want to die. Oh and he’s a teenager here and the one that wants to kill him is an adult here.
Anyways have this art and story there:
“Stop, stop trying to get me to be good. I’m not going to show any weakness Parker.”
He dragged me out of his cell. My hands were tied by ropping he was pulling me along with.
“Where are you taking me?”
We then reached another cell. The door creaked open as I saw a noose on a table.
“You’re going to hang me?”
“I’m not sure...but I know I will use the noose.”
Although he untied my hands, he know very well I don’t stand a chance to escape him, let alone fight him.
He wrapped the noose around my neck. The rope was loose, but then he placed his hand on the knots and the other on the rope, readying to close the noose around my neck.
“I wanted to kill you when Gloryan was here, but now you’re pushing me.”
He started to shorten the circle around my neck.
“Your words make me bitter, and I just want to kill you faster...all I have to do is to pull on the rope...”
The rope was no longer loose, and I fear I’d lose my last few breaths in this room.
He stared at me with those peircing blue eyes, as if studying how I felt just by looking at me. He’s also seeming to want to intimidate me, which he is succeeding in.
“Please, let me live just a little longer, I want to see her before I die.”
He was silent for a few seconds, but then he let his hands go from the rope.
“Fine, but only because I want to make her stronger by facing you die...she may be your friend but I can break that bond between you two...as much as she’ll be hurt.”
For a second he seemed saddened but then he showed off more of his serious coldness to not let his guard down.
“But that will be worth the pain.”
He left me there. Stuck in a prison cell, the rope hanged from the ceiling, the noose still around my neck, for he wanted to remind me just how close to death I am.
I started remembering my life, for this would be the last few hours left in my life, I may as well look back while I still can.
The noose could take my last breath, and my life away, but not just yet.
I’m just hoping though, that I can get out of this troubled situation.
Gloryan is walking beside me.
I don’t know how, but when the noose tightened around my neck as I’ve been held only by air, I was breathing. I had a little trouble, but I managed to breathe. I lived from that.
I’m just glad I am alive and that Gloryan feels calm that I am alive.
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