Painful Smiles

'I'll end it. What's the use of living?" Michael Louis, heir of a wealthy French family. His happiness was cut short after the sudden assassination of his mother. Since then his father, Louis the sixth has been more than protective of his only heir. He had treated Michael like a prisoner. No friends, only home-school, one nanny. 'Heir to the family's wealth sounds like a curse" he sobs. His room echoes his voice, scaring him. He reaches out for a kitchen knife he hid under his pillow. Cleaning his eyes, he puts the knife on his wrist and slowly cuts his wrist deeply. 'I care less about you dad, I want to be with mommy" he cries. He hadn't anticipated the pain, it was more than he imagined. It was like realization hit him as he dropped the knife and landed on the ground with it. Tears were streaming down his eyes but not as fast as the blood streaming down his wrist. He tries to shout but his voice seemed locked. He struggles harder and screams. That took his remaining strength. His eyes were becoming heavy and his heart beats widely. He was succumbing to the inner peace he was feeling when he heard inaudible sounds belonging to his nanny. He closed his eyes to succumb.