USM One Shots

Broadway, Here I Come!

Broadway, Here I Come! from Two Player Game, sung by George Salazar.

If you don't like suicide you shouldn't read this. For a moment I considered making DP kill himself, but how would that make sense in an USM story? So, yeah,  suicide. 

Don't like? Don't read. I have a short crappy USM story you can check out.

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I stood above the story, watching the cars and pedestrians go by.

I'm high above the city

Everything seems to slow down. Everything seems so....

I'm standing on the ledge

Peaceful. Beautiful, too, no doubt. Had New York always been so pretty?

The view from here is pretty

I take a step closer.

And I step off the edge

And fall down.

Nobody sees. No one seems to care as I step off. And now...

And now I'm fallin', baby

I'm falling. I notice lights, people. 

Through the sky, through the sky

I see a couple kiss on a bench.

And I'm fallin', baby through the sky

Everything calms. The voices call steadily, farther than they had ever been.

It's my callin', baby

I hear a voice. A friend. A teammate. Why are you crying?

Don't you cry, don't you cry

Have I done something wrong? I'm just...

And I'm fallin' down through the sky

Falling. Down, I go. Down. Down. Down to a place I know well. A place I'm from.

Toward the street that I'm from

I see my street. The street I was raised on. 

Oh, Broadway, here I come

I hear another voice? It sounds painfully familiar. MJ? Uncle Ben? ...Gwen?

Broadway, here I come

The voices, only quiet a moment ago, grow. Why are you yelling?

The pressure it increases

I'm only getting closer to home.

The closer that I get

I like to pretend. 

I could almost go to pieces

Pretend I'm not leaving anything.

But I'm not quite there yet

Storms circle my vision. Waves lap the shore. And, it all calms. What is that call?

See, I've been bravin' crazy weather

It's my cries. Drowning in tears of... what?

Drownin' out my cries

I pick up the pieces of glass, forming a ball I knew.

I pull myself together

My mind. My prize.