The Clouds Cry For the Fallen

This is just a quick background sort of story I wrote for one of my lesser characters, Joel. I'll post the series he is in soon enough.

 I feel as the angels in the heavens above mourn for me, their icy tears falling upon my numbing flesh. They roll down over my slit wrists and I can't help but smile widely at the cold sensations stringing through my body. I don't smile because it actually feels good, because it most certainly doesn't. The drops sting as the pelt me, but that still doesn't stop me from wearing that grin.

Death is so close that I can taste it's sweet breath on the tip of my tongue. 

After three agonizing years of suffering all alone with the loss of my beloved sister, Alina, I had finally gone through with it.

No more would I have to live in that apartment we once shared, knowing that my sister would never again walk through the door or sit in the kitchen, telling me stories while I cooked our meals.

No more would I have to look into her room where she had slept every night for the past two years, only a thin wall dividing the both of us. I would never hear her sweet voice call out for me in her sleep.

No more would I have to look into all of those photos still hanging on the walls, knowing that little girl whose image was captured within the pictures would never get to be in my arms once more. 

There was no way to escape the pain in my heart other than this. My suicide would be the release I wanted. This was the only way out.

I reach down and curl my fingers around the mess of red fabric that is Alina's dress. I manage to weakly pull it onto my lap with my wrist gushing blood. After I get it onto my lap I attempt to pull it up to my face, but it is too much of a strain. I settle for just stroking the velvet with my fingers.

My eyes close and I see Alina's bright face, smiling that smile I had adored.

"Bye bye, Joel! See you later!"

Her voice sounds like a bird with the way she chirps those words...the last words she ever spoke to me.

I feel a tight knot in my throat and I choke on a sob. 

"Alina...I'm so sorry." I whisper as I open my eyes, tilting my head back to look at the crying clouds. I just stare at the clouds, knowing that somewhere up there, Alina is watching over me.

I'm making her watch as her own brother kills himself, but on the light side I will soon enough be joining her.

Just as my world begins to blur into darkness, I see an angel come out of the dark shadow of night. At first I think it's Alina, coming to get me, but as the angel gets closer I see it's too tall and too built to be her. I blink once and when I open my eyes a male angel is standing above me, his bright white wings encasing the both of us, shielding us from the rain. 

"Joel Madison...your time is up."

Author's Note

I know it isn't perfect, but that's why I need some critiquing people! Other than that, ENJOY!