The Demise of Westerburg High(Part 1)

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You'd think I'd be freaking out more, seeing as I was about to blow up a school. But I was strangely calm. NO, calm was the wrong word. Numb. Numb is more like it. I was in an almost mindless daze. There was a small part of me screaming at me though. it told me stop, that this was crazy, and wrong. but it was to quiet. The numbness had taken over and was telling me to do it.

The numbness was strangely comforting in a way. It blocked out pain. I've used it as an escape for years. this numbness was different though. It was purposeful, and deep down, it was rage. rage at the world. the world had taken my mother from me....and then Veronica.Veronica......NO! don't think about that now. I'm so close to getting back at the world. I can't crumble now.

The school really needs better security.  I just walked right into the school with a bomb and made it into the boiler room without anyone looking twice. strapping the bomb to the boiler, the voice had stopped screaming at me to stop, but instead was bargaining. What are you going to do after this? Where do you go? Can you live with it?

That made me stop. Could i live after this? I didn't think I could live without Veronica anyway. So I kept attaching the bomb. It was done. The bombs timer showed 5:00. The red numbers blared at me. i watched them tick. I needed to get out. I didn't want to share a tomb with these people.

I stalked out of the boiler room, pulling my trench coat closer. the halls were busy, everyone heading towards the gym for the pep rally. i was fighting against the crowd, so it took me longer than usual to get to the field. I didn't pay attention to anyone. the colours blurred past me. Red, yellow green,pink, blue? I shook my head slightly. Veronica was dead. I saw that myself.

The greenness of the field lay in front of me. I figured there was about a minute left. a minute and then freedom. Free from highschool and the heathers. The numbness was beginning to fade. It hit me all at once, Veronica was gone. She was gone forever. And it was my fault. Tears started to run down my face. A heard my name being cried out from behind me. The voice was familiar. Could it be? I turned around, and the school erupted.

It was so loud. I covered my ears as quick as i could, but they were still ringing. I could feel the heat to. The scorching heat reached me on the field. The explosion lasted only a few seconds i think, but it felt longer. After it was all done, I looked at it properly. It was burning.The message was tucked in my coat still, reminding me that I wasn't done yet.

I made my way towards the smouldering school. Standing in the middle of the corridor was a weird feeling. I had hated this place and the people inside with a fiery passion. But seeing it actually burn, it was a weird mix of satisfaction,joy, but a strange forlornness. I saw bodies here and there, but i didn't pay too  much attention to them. Until I saw the blue coat aflame.

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