Art looked around,n suddenly losing his hunger for chinese food. For some reason his stomach went all crazy. Telling him to eat then to not eat, it was making him dizzy. He paused for a second and thought back to that girl he had known when he was young. How after his parents had died, he was sent to boarding schools by his uncle who was always off in some european country doing something with his company.<br/>Arts own father never spoke very highly or much about his brother, Conrad. He has a kly look to him and their father had paid off plenty of people to keep Conrads less acceptable acts from records and one point his son from jail. Art thought of the week he had to leave his own home for Uncle Conrads.<br/>*The night before he was leaving, he tugged on the string he had.fixed through Mai's window with a bell at the end. He heard the faint jingle and smiled as her face appeared. He had held a piece of paper to the closed window. It said, 'I'm sorry Mai Ik Ipromised to stay and protect you from your nightmares, but with my parents gone....Ican't.'  He dropped the paper and covered his face for a second. Holding in the tears that he had been hiding since he had found out what happened to his beloved parents, he wrote another note saying 'its okay. I promise ill be fine. Just keep me in your dreams and Ican never be far from my girl. And I can proteect you from your nightmares bc you can't be scared with me around. And if you dream of me, I'm there with you.' He grabbed another piece, the last he had next to him and started to write. 'Keep a picture of me by your bed and blow me a kiss every night, just like if Iwas next to your window still. Keep my things in our secret place and keep your head up.' He started to write because if I love you like Ido, I won't be gone longer than I need to be...but something stopped him.*<br/>He shook of the memory and stood up quickly, dropping all the food in his lap onto the floor. He turned and scampered up the tree before anybody saw the tears in his eyes. He thought of the cuts on his wrist and pulled his sleeves down as he settled onto a branch. He wondered if falling out if the tree would hurt, then realized he didn't care. Without a second thought he leaned forward enough to throw his balance off and fell the twenty feet to the ground, peace filling his mind.<br/>As he fell he caught sight of a sweatshirt he knew. He smiled.<br/>Oh how the mind plays tricks on you to keep you alive. He wasn't falling for it. He was done, he had lost everyone he cared about and wasn't any help to anybody anymore, so he decided why be a waste of space.