We were a group of four, where
We always got into trouble,
One way or another.
We could never be...
"The Good Kids"
For lack of a better term.
Something happened,
However,
To the girl of the group.
It's funny, she said she did
Have a crush on...
You guessed it.
The talented one.
The other thing was, she
Was my sister.
And, although I was...
Worried, I suppose,
She never ditched
The rest of us
For him.
What's funny is,
The crazy one,
Was madly in love...
With her.
He's the one
Who gets us into trouble.
He always wants to... go
Somewhere, do something.
He's also the one,
With a twisted sense of humor.
And, as a joke,
He said with a foolish grin:
"Play this game of roulette
with me, and whoever wins
gets to keep the princess!" It
was a simple joke, with a
sinister meaning
Behind it.
We weren't Russian, so
Of course the Talented one
Agreed. It was
A foolish thing,
What the crazy one did next,
But he didn't know better.
He pulled out
His father's old dusty revolver,
And shot Mr.Talent,
Aimed at the head.
It didn't go off.
Mr. Crazy was just
Dying of laughter at
Mr.Talent's face of shock.
My heart leaped, but
My mind told me the gun
Wasn't loaded.
It couldn't be loaded.
And by how my sister
Was acting,
She had come to the
Same conclusion.
Then, Mr.Crazy
Shot himself in the head.
It didn't go off, don't worry,
But then he opened the gun,
And let a single bullet fall
To the yellow grass.
He fumed. A
Grasshopper jumped onto
The bullet and quickly
Fled as Mr.Crazy sighed.
"Well, that was no good.
A boring joke,
That was!" He chuckled.
Us three, we were in shock.
Once again.
"How could you do that?"
Mr.Talent screamed while
My sister stared at the bullet
In horror.
Years later,
My sister ditched her
Husband, Mr.Talent,
For the exciting...
Mr.Crazy. I was...
Surprised. I'm
Still surprised.
We were growing apart,
At this time.
I even lost contact
With her.
And Mr.Talent...
Attempted suicide.
With the old revolver.
I don't know how
He got it.
He left a note,
Saying he was sorry
To her, and to him,
And to me.
I stayed with him,
As much as I could.
My sister never made
An appearance. I'm
Still shocked at that.
Mr.Crazy only returned
To take his gun back.
And, eventually,
Mr.Talent fell into
The only support he could
Find, besides me.
That, was fame. I was Not
Surprised, then.
He pushed me away,
Saying he didn't need me.
Which, was a big, fat,
Lie, but at the time,
He convinced me otherwise.
I was moving, and I was A
Little too far away to
Keep going to his place,
So I did what he wanted,
And stayed away.
The results weren't... good.
Reports of him being
Hospitalized, everywhere
I look. I didn't understand
How he didn't die, then.
I do now, but
That's another story.
Every person
Who knew I knew him would
Talk to me about
Going back to see him.
But I knew the journey
Would be empty.
So, I didn't.
And, as a reward for
Waiting, I suppose,
I was once again invited back
To his friendship.
The next day,
He died.
