***RAYNE'S POV***
I am supposed to fill out this paper.
Okay, whatever will get me out of
this hellhole.
1. How do you feel?
- Depressed. Very depressed. I don't want to kill myself though.
2. Do you have thoughts of hurting yourself?
- No. ( I want to get out of here. Lying is how I'll do it. )
3. Do you have thoughts of hurting others
- No. ( More of a lie than #2. I don't even know why. No one has said anything to me ... yet. )
4. Can you promise you will keep yourself safe in the hospital today?
- Yes. ( I'm not smart enough for suicide under emotional lockdown. )
5. Can you promise you could keep yourself safe if you left the hospital today?
- YES. ( I'll do anything to go home. )
My roommate gets up
to turn his paper in. This
is my chance to get a
closer look at him. Woah.
Up close, he looks more
amazing then anyone
I have ever layed my
eyes on. I catch a
glimpse of his arms.
That looks like the real
problem he's going
through. I don't even
know him, but I want
to hold him and kiss
his scars are healed.
Fuck. Why am I
thinking about this?
He probably won't
even tell me how he
got his scars.
He turns back around and looks at me. Shit. He saw me staring.
Ugh. I hope he doesn't notice me biting my lip and....yep. I'm
fucking blushing.
Did he though? I hope so. I look at him and he
is giggling. Yup. He saw me. Damn.
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Won't Let You Go (BoyXBoy)
Teen FictionRayne and Greg have seen each other around school before, but when they both attempt suicide, they finally come face to face when they are roommates in a mental hospital. Something sparks between them, is it love, or is it just in their heads? ***...
