NecoArm (A story i made based on a joke i made a year ago)

“You can do it Neco!”

“Wait, She’s actually trying it?!”

“It’s actually happening?”

A cry of excitement rains over the largely vacant area, the sound bouncing off the cement floors and buildings.

Neco stood over, looking down at the long staircase, clutching her skateboard with a firm grip and the top railing even tighter. She feels a soft hand on her shoulder, “You sure you want to do this? Nobody’ll blame you if you won’t.” he says quietly. Neco looks at him, and smiles softly. 

“I'm gonna make it” kissing him, causing him to smile as well.

“I believe in you” taking a step back, returning to his hooting friends as his smile fades back into his previous concerned look.

Neco takes a deep breath “(Okay, I told em i could go down the railing, and I’m gonna do it)” the staircase shifts in her mind, extending itself into the horizon. She shakes it away and gets ready. Under her breath, she counts down  3… 2…

…

…

…1!”

The sound of metal on board.

Unsteady.

Stable.

Stable

Unstable.

UNSTABLE

Grab

GrabGRABIT–

–floor.

Neco comes back to her senses on the concrete ground, looking at the top of the staircase. All of her friends were in various states of panic. Owen was standing with his hands grabbing his head wide eyed. Jack is hunched over vomiting. And Mark, her boyfriend on the phone yelling frantically. She feels wet on her side, she sluggishly turns to look and she finds blood. 

Too Much Blood.