Chapter Three ~Falling~

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Chapter 3

I'm not good at standing up for myself. I do cry by myself...a lot. I used to my cut myself. I was suicidal but he stopped me.

I remember everything. How we met, how we became best friends...and how he saved me.

I still remember...

*flashback* 

Disgusting. 

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Ugly. 

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Die 

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Pathetic 

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I breathed in and out the dull air that was in my room the whole weekend. I never went out. That means I don't eat but on week days..I have to force myself to go school.

I wanted to end it... Everything.  

I got up the cool wooden floor as i pulled my sleeves past my hand and crossed my arms on my chest.

Feeling the blood through my sweater. Was rather gross....like myself.

I walked over to the Dark blue door and put my hand on the doorknob. Cold...plain...like myself.

I opened it...the breeze going through my sweater..new air coming in..the sad air freeing itself..leaving me behind.

I walked out the room; walking down the grey hallway. Photos hanging on the wall. Memories...will I ever be a memory?  

I guess not. In my mind...these pictures fell after I walk pass them...they will be storage in boxes. I bet. I'm not loved.

I walked down the brown wooden staircase; creaking every step i take. My bare feet hitting the floor with vibration.

As I took that last step, I thought. Am I doing the right thing? I'm doing this for the people. Nobody needs me.

I exited my house silently. The black moon light sky was beautiful. Will I ever meet the stars?  

I breathe in the icy cold fresh air; walking down the cool white brick sidewalk...barefooted.

I walk all the way to the big white hospital. Going through the entrance...nurses looks at me with curiosity.

" Ms strong." The lady mumbled over counter went to me 

"Yes?" I answered; my voice cracking and raspy. Her hands grabbing my cheeks; stroking it lightly.  

"Why are you here?" She asked.  

I didn't answer. She understood and nodded; letting go of my pale face.

I eventually walked passed the nurse  

Going down the big white empty hallways. Light flickering.

I stopped at room 306; staring at the greenish blue door. I hesitated and walked in quietly. The room was kind of dark but the lamp at the corner kept up the light in the room.. But still dark..to my focus.

I walked over to the white bed sitting at the side by the dying middle aged man.

I touched his white pale dull face. " you're slowly dying..." I whispered.

The monitor beating slowly. His chest slowly moving up and down out of Rhythm

Tears slowly went down my face. 

" you're dying..." I whispered once again.

My lips slowly reached to top of his forehead and pecked it lightly.  

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