What I'd do for Love

Grey

Turns out, Justin was at school the whole time. I was just in the wrong places at the wrong times. We haven't gathered a lot, or not to my knowledge anyway. Every time I come near someone, they're dead silent. A barren wasteland of conflicting emotions and never ending pain. Especially Mercedes. She approached me about the Lester thing, asking me what happened at the city with me and him. I told her I was in a bad mood from everything that had happened recently. She brought it, barely. Lester seemed quieter around me, but he did still speak. It was short, cut sentences though. As if something was weighing on his mind. All I was thinking about was the hitman I found on the roof. Questions kept smacking me in the face, taking my questions, using my time. Questions like:
Is he still alive?
Where is he right now?
Is he going to kill me?
What do I do about what I saw?
Focus Grey, Focus. No worries my man, a shot to the head means a lot less to worry about.

The hitman viewing changed my perspective on death, and how fragile human life is. Everyone has an important part in this world, and even a crucial part in the universe, and one person with the right price and right tool can erase you. Make it look like you never existed. With one bullet, or stab wound, or accident. What about if it happened to me? What am I gonna do then? I'm fucked, and I lose Mercedes. I can't lose her. The thing that really has been bothering me was:
who ordered the hit?
I mean only I really hate Ryan. And no one else really cares about his existence. Unless I have another rival. A lot, and I mean A LOT of people saw the fight between Justin and Ryan, and he openly expresses what he.... Wants to do to Mercedes. And the people who didn't see have about 70 different phone angles to watch the thing from. I have no idea how things have been for Justin since the fight. We haven't really spoken, but he's been secluded, alone, and unresponsive. I hadn't seen him at all since he smashed up Ryan. A few saw him at school the next day, so he wasn't kicked, but hey? What do I know about banning people who are potential threats?
Still thinking about fragile human life?
Yuup
Life isn't fragile, my boy. A lot of life does go by unnoticed, of course, but a lot of people make and create their mark on society. The marks can be good or bad, but both go down in history. Does it, or does it not?
In some cases, yeah. I mean, look a tesla for-
Besides the point! My point is, you can have either the best or worst impact on the world and you'll go down in history. So, just do you. No matter what stands in your way. Okay?
I-I guess. I mean it doesn't change how I or you feel at the moment. I never thought you of all people could sound nervous.
I'm trying to work out who ordered the death of Ryan. It seems odd, as the only person I can think of is Lester, but I think we both know that that's not going to be the one.
Yes, I definitely know that. He's persuasive, but he wouldn't order or have enough money for a hitman.
Exactly what I'm thinking. So, is there anyone who really hates Ryan?
Practically everyone. I mean, I'm fairly sure he's bullied all the people his little heart could.
Before it was shot
Yeah. Well, at least it wasn't my fault. I can sleep easy knowing someone else sniped him. Takes a weight off my conscience, knowing his blood isn't on my hands, let alone my mind
Just practically everyone else
Your not helping. Really not helping.
Well, you don't concentrate in class anyway, so I'm not changing anything, am I?
Wai-well-... No. No your not to be honest
You've got to start working out who it is. We need to get a grip on what happened. Everyone at school is nervous and angsty. People are wondering why a sudden trail of deaths are happening. Especially the teachers. The fact that people are dropping like flies are starting to raise worries. Devices will be places soon, I can guarantee it.
I-I know. I just... I don't know if I can do this shit anymore. It's starting to drive me insane.
I'll cling on to your sanity. Well you clearly can't.
Uh.... Sure?
I'll leave you to the lesson they are teaching. I can tell you, for nothing, is that half the stuff you learn in school won't help you. At all. You need a brain that can adapt to destruction, and a body that can adapt to pain. Remember that.
Thanks. I'll speak to you later. I've got a lot on my mind.