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Jacob stared emotionless at the thin, metallic object that rested in-between his cold, pale fingers. His damp, dark, brown hair impairing his glazed vision. His crystal, blue, obit eyes gazed blankly, mentally debating his choices. His world had come to a screeching halt within minutes and left him incapable of continuing. A mere look into his eyes made it visible he had become hollow and empty. His once vibrant self was now buried beneath the hard surface of the earth. Evolving into a character that defined his anew personality, he changed completely. He no longer smiled; or laughed. He would never again grin at the world, thanking it graciously for the beautiful day; but instead, frown, cursing himself for existence. He longed for that peaceful slumber. His soul twisted him into seduction by the sharp, shiny object. He became entranced by the wonders of his self-conscience mind.

Jacob slowly raised his right arm, lifting it from the cold tile floor. The destructive razor inched closer towards his white skin. The blue veins glared brightly at him, tauntingly. Jacob laid the razor vertically on-top of a blue vein. Pausing for second, having no thoughts enter his head, he pushed the razor into his soft skin. A gush of crimson red escaped the sides of the fresh wound, falling down his wrist. He studied the cut, never flinching in pain or regretting his rash action. A since of welcoming clouded his vision as he drug the object down his wrist. More rich liquid drained from his body and dripped off his arm, dropping to the floor. Jacob felt a wave of comfort and numbness take a tight hold on his body. He fluttered his eyes closed, enjoying the sinking sensation.

Warm, salty blood gathered around his still body. The bitter smell of his own doing filled his nostrils, enclosing him in salvation. His weak body relaxed, exhaling blood and gasping for relief. Jacob breathed slowly, controlling his steady intake. His eyes fell silently onto the ground, as he watched the liquid ooze from his wrist and into the pool collecting around his clothing. He smirked lightly, finally feeling himself being drained of emotions. His soul detached itself from his pathetic body and flew towards the morbid sky.

"Damn you Jamie," he whizzed slowly. "I'll meet you soon."

Jacob gave one more difficult breath, before he slipped completely into darkness.