He's like an addiction. A drug, the way he speaks, his sent. How do you get over the boy you know you really love? I want him, right now tonight tomorrow in 10 years from now. He is what I need.
Me and Mason first met over a website. He was perfect. His eyes are dark brown but turn blue in the sunlight, his hair dirty blonde always messy never perfect. Mason was shy though, balled up inside. You'd think he had a perfect life. But once you got to know him you got to know the abuse and drug use that came with him. You would try hang out with him but it was always no I'm sorry not today. One day Mason never texted me. He always texted me at 5:47 every night when he got home from football. I automatically knew something was wrong. I new I'd have to go over to his house. Mason didn't go to school so that's why I didn't know him but we lived in the same town and he told me where he lived. I knew it wasn't a good idea to go over to his house but I was worried. When I got over there I noticed the door was wide open. There was beer cans everywhere. Glass broken and pill bottles open. "Mason"? I say, I hear nothing. I listen a bit closer, I hear a very faint breathing noise. I drop to the floor with blood stains and blades in my eyes.
"Baby"? The tears in my eyes drop to the floor. I grab what I can find to cover up with deep cuts on his arms. I dial 911 as I try and keep him awake. The foot steps approaching the door way are the people wanting to help Mason but I can't let him go. I'm in pain just looking at him. He doesn't look like himself. I wish I could help him. As we leave in the ambulance Mason codes and they start CPR and ask me to step back. "Is he allergic to any medication"? No, not that I know of. Will he be alright I ask? The doctor looks at me and says I will do everything in my power to make see he is. I'm in the waiting room and I see his mom walk in. She rinks of alcohol and sweat. She looks over at me and says "Oh look, it's the depressed little bitch". I ignore her and go up to Masons doctor. "How is he doing?" Better, the doctor says. Lilly I think you should go home and get some sleep.
