Tall Man Monologue
dan
as i make my way back home, i sigh, taking in my surroundings. the chilly winter air hits my arms briskly, the leafs slowly blowing away from the trees. i don't understand why people would ignore that kind of stuff. it's a beautiful thing.
the song "headfirst slide into coopertown on a bad bet" from fall out boy comes on, and i smile slightly. i near my neighbourhood, then all i hear is a scream, followed by a jolt of a stop to my car.
i panic, and run outside, to see what happened, to see a tall man, about 6'3, with dark black hair, and blue highlights. he has a piercing on his lip, black skinny jeans, and an emo af my chemical romance tee on. his eyes are closed, and there's blood on his forehead, jeans. however, despite that, i find …show more content…
but i'm afraid that someone else will hear me..."
good timing i see.
i snort, but then quickly go to the man in front of me, realizing i'm no help right now. i check for a pulse, and feel his heartbeat still pumping, and i examine him a bit more. he has a nice chest.
i attempt to pick him up, and somehow do, i don't know how though, since i literally have zero upper body strength. but, i slightly rejoice due to the fact that if i couldn't i would be screwed as fuck.
i place him in the passenger seat, and make my- well now our- way to the A&E.
my chemical romance hums in the background softly, but definitely not peacefully, since, well, if gerard is screaming, "I WANNA SEE WHAT YOUR INSIDES LOOK LIKE, I BET YOURE NOT FUCKING PRETTY ON THE INSIDE" so, yeah. not as chill as it would seem.
***
15 minutes pass, and i pull into the A&E, sadly, the ebony haired man still passed out. i sigh, and get out of the car, taking the aux cord out of my car, and plugging in headphones to keep listening to my emo shit, and go to the passenger seat to carry this heavy man to the hospital, thanking God for automatic doors. i grab one of the wheel chairs and set him down onto is, pulling up unto the front
as i make my way back home, i sigh, taking in my surroundings. the chilly winter air hits my arms briskly, the leafs slowly blowing away from the trees. i don't understand why people would ignore that kind of stuff. it's a beautiful thing.
the song "headfirst slide into coopertown on a bad bet" from fall out boy comes on, and i smile slightly. i near my neighbourhood, then all i hear is a scream, followed by a jolt of a stop to my car.
i panic, and run outside, to see what happened, to see a tall man, about 6'3, with dark black hair, and blue highlights. he has a piercing on his lip, black skinny jeans, and an emo af my chemical romance tee on. his eyes are closed, and there's blood on his forehead, jeans. however, despite that, i find …show more content…
but i'm afraid that someone else will hear me..."
good timing i see.
i snort, but then quickly go to the man in front of me, realizing i'm no help right now. i check for a pulse, and feel his heartbeat still pumping, and i examine him a bit more. he has a nice chest.
i attempt to pick him up, and somehow do, i don't know how though, since i literally have zero upper body strength. but, i slightly rejoice due to the fact that if i couldn't i would be screwed as fuck.
i place him in the passenger seat, and make my- well now our- way to the A&E.
my chemical romance hums in the background softly, but definitely not peacefully, since, well, if gerard is screaming, "I WANNA SEE WHAT YOUR INSIDES LOOK LIKE, I BET YOURE NOT FUCKING PRETTY ON THE INSIDE" so, yeah. not as chill as it would seem.
***
15 minutes pass, and i pull into the A&E, sadly, the ebony haired man still passed out. i sigh, and get out of the car, taking the aux cord out of my car, and plugging in headphones to keep listening to my emo shit, and go to the passenger seat to carry this heavy man to the hospital, thanking God for automatic doors. i grab one of the wheel chairs and set him down onto is, pulling up unto the front