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något jag bara fick för mig att skriva efter en plötslig kick av inspiration,
varning för grammatikfel och liknande eftersom jag inte ens läst igenom :3
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The strobe lights hit the stage in a warm orange light. The cheering from the kids in the audience echoed, hell, there had to be people even older than him down there. Even though it was far from his first time on stage, after the last words of the song Jake let the mic go with quite an overwhelmed feeling blazing in his chest.
It wasn’t a big stage or anything, it was just a small place for local concerts and somehow the owners had been interested in having Jake play and sing there. He had happily said yes to the offer.
Jake pushed his guitar out of the way so that it hung down over his back, took the microphone again and leaned forward to speak. When someone in the back whistled he couldn’t help but to laugh a little. It was a weird feeling, hearing your own voice in speakers like that.
“So, I take it as you liked it?" he said, amused. Some of them cheered again and Jake had to wait a little before he continued. “Thank you for coming tonight. This was my last song, so I hope to see you guys another time, yeah?"
“When’s next time?" shouted a girl in the back.
“I don’t know yet, but I’m sure I’ll play in the park again, soon. Come by if you like to."
“I’ll be there!"
“Great", smiled Jake. He was just on his way to let go of the mic again, to raise his hand in a good bye-wave and then walk off stage, when another voice broke through the chatter of voices.
“Why do you wear those?"
“Wear what?" Jake said.
“The wrist warmers! Because you don’t cut yourself, do you?"
Jake could feel his own expression harden, his smile fading out. Even though the lights blinded him enough to make most of the people look like black silhouettes, he stared at them. Some girls near the stage started mumbling and he could hear them saying “oh my god, does he?"
Jake took a better hold of the mic and licked his lips before he spoke.
“What if I did?" he said in a low voice. Suddenly the room went all quiet. “What if I cut myself? Would you lose your respect in me? Would you stop listening to me singing, because damn, that’s the guy who cuts himself?"
Jake went silent. He wasn’t really hoping for an answer, but gave them the chance anyway. For the first time of the evening he was completely sure everyone’s eyes were on him.
“Because if you do", he soon said, with his gaze sweeping over all of their faces. “I’d had to say I’m fucking disappointed in you. I want you to listen to my music because you like what I do. A detail like that shouldn’t change a thing about what you think about me. Cutting oneself does not show weakness and it’s not a cry for attention, or whatever you’d like to think, it’s a sign of not feeling well and that something is wrong. But if you for some reason would suddenly turn afraid to like what I do, because someone might think weird of you, liking that guy who speaks about cutting himself. Then… I’d have to say I’d be better off without you. You can hate me all you want."
With that, Jake grabbed the edges of his wrist warmers and pulled

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något jag bara fick för mig att skriva efter en plötslig kick av inspiration,

varning för grammatikfel och liknande eftersom jag inte ens läst igenom :3

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The strobe lights hit the stage in a warm orange light. The cheering from the kids in the audience echoed, hell, there had to be people even older than him down there. Even though it was far from his first time on stage, after the last words of the song Jake let the mic go with quite an overwhelmed feeling blazing in his chest.

It wasn’t a big stage or anything, it was just a small place for local concerts and somehow the owners had been interested in having Jake play and sing there. He had happily said yes to the offer.

Jake pushed his guitar out of the way so that it hung down over his back, took the microphone again and leaned forward to speak. When someone in the back whistled he couldn’t help but to laugh a little. It was a weird feeling, hearing your own voice in speakers like that.

“So, I take it as you liked it?" he said, amused. Some of them cheered again and Jake had to wait a little before he continued. “Thank you for coming tonight. This was my last song, so I hope to see you guys another time, yeah?"

“When’s next time?" shouted a girl in the back.

“I don’t know yet, but I’m sure I’ll play in the park again, soon. Come by if you like to."

“I’ll be there!"

“Great", smiled Jake. He was just on his way to let go of the mic again, to raise his hand in a good bye-wave and then walk off stage, when another voice broke through the chatter of voices.

“Why do you wear those?"

“Wear what?" Jake said.

“The wrist warmers! Because you don’t cut yourself, do you?"

Jake could feel his own expression harden, his smile fading out. Even though the lights blinded him enough to make most of the people look like black silhouettes, he stared at them. Some girls near the stage started mumbling and he could hear them saying “oh my god, does he?"

Jake took a better hold of the mic and licked his lips before he spoke.

“What if I did?" he said in a low voice. Suddenly the room went all quiet. “What if I cut myself? Would you lose your respect in me? Would you stop listening to me singing, because damn, that’s the guy who cuts himself?"

Jake went silent. He wasn’t really hoping for an answer, but gave them the chance anyway. For the first time of the evening he was completely sure everyone’s eyes were on him.

“Because if you do", he soon said, with his gaze sweeping over all of their faces. “I’d had to say I’m fucking disappointed in you. I want you to listen to my music because you like what I do. A detail like that shouldn’t change a thing about what you think about me. Cutting oneself does not show weakness and it’s not a cry for attention, or whatever you’d like to think, it’s a sign of not feeling well and that something is wrong. But if you for some reason would suddenly turn afraid to like what I do, because someone might think weird of you, liking that guy who speaks about cutting himself. Then… I’d have to say I’d be better off without you. You can hate me all you want."

With that, Jake grabbed the edges of his wrist warmers and pulled them off. He held up his arms for the orange light to fall on his wrists, and they were completely clean, without even the smallest scratch.

He’d never ever before received such high cheering and applause when he left the stage.

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Insomnalia Thu 8 Nov 2012 12:06

Jag gillar Jake! (^ . ^)

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fukurouchan Thu 8 Nov 2012 12:42

Kul att höra :D

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Anonymous Sun 28 Oct 2012 20:38

Ååh Jake är så underbar, jämt. Hgfhf. Dör lite, mycket. <3

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fukurouchan Sun 28 Oct 2012 22:23

JFjgnm wah tack, men dö inte >: <3

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Anonymous Sun 28 Oct 2012 22:23

Jo. D: <3

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fukurouchan Sun 28 Oct 2012 22:26

D: ! <3

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GlowingStar Tue 23 Oct 2012 16:35

DETTA GJORDE MIG ÄNNU MER KÄR I JAKE ;__;

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fukurouchan Fri 26 Oct 2012 20:19

MEN OJ ;_;
<3

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huldrehamn Mon 22 Oct 2012 10:44

Fy f-n vad bra skrivet! D: Helt underbart!

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fukurouchan Mon 22 Oct 2012 16:14

Tack :33

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xXScaredCandyxX Sun 21 Oct 2012 15:54

snygging <3

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fukurouchan Mon 22 Oct 2012 16:14

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Anonymous Sun 21 Oct 2012 12:22

Gaaah, så jäkla bra <33 Du är så bra på att skriva!

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fukurouchan Mon 22 Oct 2012 16:13

HFdj åh tack D: <3

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Mojjsis Sun 21 Oct 2012 00:09

åhh!! <3 (i bättre sätt att uttrycka mig xD ) Älskade det <3 varför blir texter mysigare på engelska? xD

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fukurouchan Sun 21 Oct 2012 00:34

åh tack :D jag vet faktiskt inte o: till det här passar det på något vis bättre eftersom mina karaktärer faktiskt bor i england, haha ;-;

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Taima Sat 20 Oct 2012 21:02

Åh, underbart sagt av honom<3

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fukurouchan Sun 21 Oct 2012 00:35

Det passade honom att säga det c: Glad att idén slog mig <3

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Anonymous Sat 20 Oct 2012 19:06

*slänger in en kommentar så jag inte glömmer att läsa här senare*

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fukurouchan Sat 20 Oct 2012 20:23

håhå 8)

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neptuno Sat 20 Oct 2012 16:03

vad mysigt att få läsa en jake-oneshot :D
du vet redan att jag tycker att du skriver sjukligt bra, och även denna gång 8D man ser allt jättebra framför sig och jag märkte inte av några grammatikfel heller.
Särskilt den här 'meningen' var så mitt i prick-Jake tycker jag 'I’d had to say I’m fucking disappointed in you.' och jag gillar att snyggingen säger ifrån :H

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fukurouchan Sat 20 Oct 2012 20:23

yay :D det var kul att skriva en också :3
åh tack så mycket :3 hehehe, han är en rättvisans hjälte i smyg xD

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