chapter seventeen

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I locked my door and picked up the pill bottles sitting on my table. I didn't feel sad anymore. I didn't feel anything anymore. I just wanted it to stop.

I got out a piece of paper and a pen. My shaking hand crafted a note.

I opened the bottle and dumped the pills onto my hand. "Goodbye Steve," I whispered. Without hesitation, I started taking them, one by one, until there was non left. Everything started going fuzzy, and I soon was on the floor.

The last thing I remember hearing was the sound of my mother's voice.

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When I opened my eyes I thought I was dead. I finally did it, I thought. But I soon realized I was in the hospital. My mom walked in the room, tears streaming down her face. "Oh, T-tony. W-why did you d-do that?"

I knew she'd never understand, so I didn't say a word. I wasn't sure what to do now. Do I attempt it again? Do I go search for Steve?

I finally realized I was chasing after a dead dream, and it was time to move on. Steve didn't love me anymore. And that was something I'd have to live with for the rest of my life.

SORRY THIS WAS INSANELY SHORT
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