IMAGINES || MJ

3. Depression

Bad Era:

Y/N POV-

Why? Why do they hate me? Why can't anyone understand me? Why?

Here I am again. On the bathroom floor. Another empty pill bottle. Another knife.

It just started to get to much. I hadn't done it for a long time until today. I just needed it.

I didn't want to kill myself. I just wanted to feel again. For once.

Everything in my life has fallen apart. I mean everything. I broke up with Michael, the love of my life. I don't even remember why. I've been getting hate from some of his fans still. And it's been 5 months since we broke up.

How could this happen again. I've had depression for basically my whole life. It's not even fair. I miss being happy.

I called up someone who I know can make me feel better. Even though I know it's a bad choice.

I called up my very troubled sister.

Phone Call-

S means Sister
Y means You

S- (coughing) Hey Sis!

Y- Hey, could I come over for a little bit.

S- For the stuff?

Y- Yeah

S- Alright. Come on over.

Y- Thanks. See you soon.

Ended

I got dressed for going over to her house. Pretty soon the doorbell rang.

"Ay Sis!" My sister said and gave me a hug. She reeked of cigarettes and pot.

"Hey." I said back.

The car ride there wasn't really exciting. But once I got there I was so excited.

I had stayed there for about 3 hours. Man pot is so fun!

Any ways, I got a ride home. As I got inside my house I notice a strange car in front of it.

I unlocked the door and saw Michael sitting on my couch.

Shit. I forgot to take his spare key.

"Y/N I've missed you so much!" Michael said giving me a hug. "What's that I smell?"

"Oh, nothing." I reply.

"Let me see your eyes." He said.
"Yep. Your doing drugs again! Y/N why would you do this?" He shouted at me.

"I'm just so tired of being depressed." I said honestly.

"That doesn't mean that you can start doing drugs again!"

"Look. I'm sorry. I knew it was wrong." I said.

"Then why would you do it?" Michael asks.

"Because I missed it."

"See. You have a problem now." He said.

"Why do you even care? Your not even my boyfriend anymore."

"Why are you being like this?"

"Why are you even here?"

"Because I care about you!!!" He said "and I don't want you to throw away your life."

I started bawling.

"I love you so much Y/N." He said while giving me a hug.

"I love you too." I said.