Wrote it due to bordom! ;D

Not as good as my first tough.

'Drip Drop Drip Drop Drip Drop' The sound echoing through Toms ears as he lay in the cold dark streets, alone, the guttering next to his ear dripped freezing cold water, Tom opened his eyes, hoping to see light, the only light there was the street light, he hadn’t tripped or fell, he’d been mugged, his money gone, coat gone, left there to die, not that Tom cared, he’d knew it was coming for weeks, the muggers were bullies, mugging anyone who went to there school who was younger, never targeting the older ones due to the fact they were scared.
Cars drove past, completely ignoring him, as he lay there trying to move his cold dead hands he heard footsteps, he was thinking, God let it be help, let it be help, it was, a young girl from his school, Alex, was walking down the road, she spotted Tom and kneeled beside him, she whispered gently,
”What Happened?...Tom?”
Tom uttered a reply quietly.
”Mugged, Steven Glen.”
Alex laughed, shed also known Steven was going to mug Tom, but she would of got hurt as well if she would of helped Tom, she helped Tom up politely and walked him home.
”Try not to get into any more trouble Tom” Alex said happily.
”Ill try…Can’t promise anything” Tom replied as he closed the front door.
He slid down the wall of his hall and whispered what Alex had just said, Alex was classed as the most unusual girl in his year, she could tell the future but was terrible at history, she could read minds, but not help problems, she was strange, but other than this, Tom found Alex amazing, ever since they first met he’d liked her, he didn’t know weather Alex liked him but just hoped she did.
Tom awoke the next day with a badly bruised arm and leg, he got up and limped to his wardrobe, took out his uniform and went to school, His school was a met ride away but sometimes walked it for the view of the river, Tom was a drawer, he drew whatever came to his mind, weather sickening or Funny, he’d draw it, his uncle taught him to show how he was feeling through pictures and drawings, so he did, on weekends he’d draw the river and the trees and occasionally he’d draw Alex, but only when he had a good picture of her as he never wanted to make her look bad.
As Tom got on the Metro link to school, he got pushed by a few teenagers a year older than him; he simply made a rude gesture and got off at the next stop. To his surprise Alex was there, he was sure she never got the met, Tom asked her,
”Why are you here Alex?”
”To see you, come on follow me or you’ll get hurt.”
Tom knew to do as she said due to the fact of her telling the future, and surly enough the boys in the year above were waiting for him by the steps, Alex took Tom around the back of the brick building and over a fence into the back of there school, it wasn’t the best school as you could hear the met running up and down every 10 minutes, but it was still a way of getting out of listening to the teacher for 30 seconds.
Tom walked off to his form room after talking to Alex for 10 minutes, he got to form for the bell and went in, he sat down, took out his sketchbook, and drew Alex, he drew her jumping the schools fence, the shading and detail were great, people would ask who the girl was, but he’d never give a name, not even to his best friend Nick.
Nick was also a strange boy, he wanted to be a writer when he grew up, he’d write also about a girl in his books, little did they know, this girl would drive them so far apart that one of them wouldn’t be broken for life.
Nick and Tom sat next to each other, they would speak through the register and to there lessons, they’d never stop, they spoke about drawing and school, never mentioning the girl in there work.
Tom headed home after school, got on the met; Alex had told him to avoid walking, so he did.
When he got home he went in, dumped his bag down, went to his room and went on his computer.
Tom’s room was covered in his pictures; at least half of them were of the girl.
Tom went on his e-mails, mailed Alex what he had done that day and went for his tea then went to bed.
Waking up Saturday morning was the best feeling ever to Tom, he got up, had breakfast then went to the woods to draw again.
He drew the trees, animals and the river in the distance, not just enjoying the drawing, but also the scenery.
It started to rain so Tom packed up and left to go home, he met a few people on the way but didn’t bother with them, he pinned the picture up and watched TV.
Sunday was Toms day of rest, he sat at his computer all day talking to Alex. He enjoyed talking to her so much, but never knew it would affect him.
A few weeks later Tom was walking home from the woods when he walked past Nicks house, he looked up to the window to see, to his horror, Alex and Nick kissing on Nicks bed, Tom went red with rage, walked on and began to cry.
Tom didn’t speak to Nick from that point onwards, he just nodded whenever Nick spoke and walked off, Nick didn’t know he’d been spotted, he and Alex were meant to be a secret.
Tom knew this as Nick said he was with a girl, Tom tried his hardest to avoid Nick but Nick followed Tom like a flock of sheep to the Shepherd.
On one Saturday Tom went to the woods, he never expected the next thing to happen, out of no where he saw Nick lay against another tree drawing, Tom looked away and drew a picture of Nick, Falling into oblivion.
In Toms opinion this was his best picture, but merely tossed it aside in anger and walked off, Nick spotted him and followed, Tom turned, saw Nick and without thinking, threw a punch which struck Nick on the side of his face, Nick looked shocked, he started crying. Tom walked off, Alex came over after seeing Nick lying
there she gave Tom a angry look and turned back to Nick, Tom went off, his life falling apart, his friend, on the floor, the girl he loved, with him, but what about his parents, surly there’ll help, Tom walked in and slammed the door, he shouted.
”Mum? Dad?”
No answer cam from the house, the cars were there, so where were they.
Tom searched until he entered his room, a note lay on the bed sheets, his mothers writing on it, it read
‘Dear Tom, don’t be scared, me and your father have ran away for a while, we have informed your Grandma and she’ll be there to pick you up for a while, don’t be stupid. We love you, Mum & Dad.’
At this Tom felt a flush of hatred to the world, he no longer wanted this life, he didn’t want this pain, No family, No friends, he went to the kitchen, picked up the nearest knife and placed it to the skin of his wrist, he could do it, all he had to do was one short slice and it would be over, just one tiny slice, he could do it.
Tom dug into his wrist, a searing pain went through his body, blood came out, Tom dug harder, then when the knife was in his skin, he slid it, along through the skin, blood spilled over the floor, he fell and slid down the wall, he cried and said
”All I wanted was you, but you had to be faithful to others, why cant I just live my life my way!”
At this the door burst open, Alex ran through, but it was to late, Tom was dead, on the floor, Alex cried, and kissed him, and whispered in his ear,
”Ill never forget you, I love you”
She kissed his cheek and called an ambulance, they took the body.
Alex arranged a funeral for Tom, Tom’s death was all around his Town, Alex was still with Nick, but they never went to the woods again as Alex always had a bad feeling about it, though since Toms death Alex messed up with her telling of the future thing, she blamed it on getting older, but knew, that the great loss of Tom had made her so upset, she herself grew weak

The End!

As you can see they all involve Alex, as she was my high school love, unfortunatly we never got together