**okay, after saying "I am SO DONE writing" a million times after getting more flames (jeez, people. Give me a break. I don't care if I'm not a professional so shut up), I stopped cuz my fav Green Day song (see the title lol) started playing and influenced this story, but it is not based off the song (would that make it a N2N parody of American Idiot?). Music really does work wonders. Italics are thoughts. Please review… unless you're gonna flame, then I don't wanna read it**
She's gone. She's gone. She's really gone, was all Henry could think. It had been 2 weeks since Natalie died and, since then, his life had really gone downhill. His parents were separated and about to get a divorce, his brother was off to college and his sister, oh, don't mention his sister.
One evening, Henry was sitting in the living room, daydreaming about Natalie when his sister walked in and sat next to him. "Hey Henry, why are you so sad?" Emily had asked him.
"You know why!" Henry snapped, not bothering to make eye contact.
"Yeah, well I just thought that maybe you'd…"
Henry glared at Emily. "You don't get it, do you? Natalie was my best friend. I really liked her, and when I say liked, I mean I had a crush on her. Oh god. Why did this all have to end?"
"She's the one that killed herself."
Henry couldn't take it anymore. "Booey fuck to you, Emily! I hate you and I never wanna see your stupid, ugly face again! Good riddance!" Henry ran out the door, not regretting anything he just said.
I could just picture it now. Natalie is up in Heaven (hopefully) watching over me for the rest of my life. Wait, no! She's calling out to me, "Henry, come be with me! I miss you! I love you! We can be dead together! Henry!" Hey, that sounds kinda good. Natalie… Henry smiled. He went back home. "Well, if it isn't the prodigal son," Emily said sarcastically.
Henry ignored Emily's statement and walked into the kitchen. "Hi Mom," he said with a smile.
"Oh, hey Henry. Is something wrong?"
I'm going to die today. "No. Nothing's wrong. I was just wondering if you… needed help with dinner."
"Well, okay. This is rather unusual of you, but alright."
"I'm just being spontaneous." Henry said as he picked up a knife to chop up some vegetables. But instead of chopping the vegetables, in a blink of an eye, he "lost control" of the knife and it "accidentally" plunged into his heart.
His mom was horrified. "HENRY!" she yelled. "Oh my god, this is horrible. EMILY!"
Emily walked into the kitchen. "What is it?" she asked, but then she saw Henry lying on the floor. "What happened?"
"Em, there's no time for questions. You need to call for help!"
Emily left and Henry's mother cried. She just knew that, no matter what happened, it was all over. Henry was dead.