1. Harley
Before me lies a river. Within this river, flows numerous hopeless souls of those who could not handle the sharp turns of life. You could call it the modern day Styx.
Jump.
Beyond me is the answer that teenagers seem to think is the only to a devastating situation. But I shouldn’t talk. I haven’t slept, I haven’t eaten, I haven’t bathed. It hurts to think.
Jump.
My name is Calypso Harlequin. But you can call me Harley. That’s what he named me. Just a 16 year old girl who lost the love of her life and has no home, no sense of direction, and where else to go but hell.
Jump.
I killed him. He over did it with the pills but I killed him. If only I hadn’t turn into such a whore, I could have saved him. All I wanted to do was help. But I disobeyed him. I loved him, oh so much. He treated me like s**t sometimes but that's just his nature. At the end of the day, he loved me too. Oh please, almighty Zeus, let it be so that he loved me.
Jump.
Sinister. That was the name he went by. He took me in when my own family couldn’t stand the sight of my own existence. Not that I need their tolerance anyway. I mean a used up whore who does absolutely nothing but smoke in front of the TV all day and a alcoholic gambler who, whenever he does come home, is unconscious, are not what call a supportive pair of parents. But apparently to them, I was the one with the problem.
Jump.
I guess I am. Because here I stand. On the edge of this bridge. My cat plush, Artemis, in my right arm. The word SINISTER silt into the other. Resting on my collarbone is the locket Sinister had bought me for my birthday four months ago. The only articles of clothing I have upon me are neon purple panties, black high tops, and oversized hoodie that belonged to Sinister. The bitter winter air breezing itself against me. Ah, it’s so cold. I can barely feel myself.
Jump.
Here I go. Deep breathe, Cal. Don’t cry, Artemis is with you. Okay, now stick one leg out and…
“Wait!”
Forgive me, Sin-kun. I love you.
“Stop!”
Please Sinister, let me do this.
“Wait.”
Sin-kun?
"Don’t do it. It’s not worth it.”
It’s ok now, Artemis. Sin-kun is back. Now let us greet him home.
“You know, you don’t have to--”
Siiiinnn-kkuunnn!
“Ow! God, you’re heavy--”
I’m kissing Sin-kun but something is wrong. It tastes different. Wait a second--!
“You’re not Sin-ku*gasp*”
Sin….Kun… All I see is black…
