Leaving You [Frerard]

Call My Aunt Marie

June 5th - 12 Days Left

My parents had told my entire family about my 'sins'. About how they caught me 'with that boy, doing the unholiest things...'. It hurt when I heard them say all these things; more than I already was.

I knew it wasn't wrong, I knew it was just their stupid stereotypical views on society. But the fact that they would just shun me, without a chance or even a thought - it poked holes in my heart.

And they had known him - he was my best friend, after all. But they just couldn't accept us.

It made me go hunting for the whiskey again. (Of course, I'd didn't find it... They hid it from me to make me suffer more.)

Days were hard, and suicide just didn't seem bad enough. My misery would continue into death.

I was leaving him...