Chelsea and Andrew have been together for quite a while now. Almost 3 years, and they've been through a lot lately. Chelsea has been going through a rough time and is battling depression. Andrew has been trying his best to be there for her, but he's been busy a lot. Working his butt off to please his parents and on top of that trying to help and please Chelsea. Over the past couple of months, Chelsea's depression has gotten worse, and she's looking for help. So of course she looks towards Andrew. She's been texting him constantly and got nothing back. She grew worried that she lost him which made things worse. Hours on top of hours of no reply. She hated it. She didn't know what she did wrong. She kept going back through their conversation, trying to figure out if she said something that might have upset him. But little did she know, Andrew was working two jobs. Trying to pull in some money. So he couldn't text her back. He wouldn't take a break, he kept working and working. He wanted to make enough money to get her out of her abusive home. She deserved it and he had made a goal in doing so. Night had come and Chelsea had cried all day.
Chelsea had sent Andrew one last message. It said, "My dearest Andrew, I don't know what I did to make you not want to reply back to me. But I'm truly sorry. Within that last couple of hours, my depression has gotten worse. I can't take it anymore. I need you, and you're not here. I am sending this message to you at 10:03. I will wait till 10:33 for a reply back from you. If I don't get one, I'm ending it all. It hurts. I love you, I'll be waiting."
Andrew didn't get off until eleven that night. When he got off, and read that message, he replied back as quick as he could. And when he got nothing he would call her. He got no reply to either, and grew worried. He blamed himself for getting two jobs, and jot being able to reply back to her. Knowing she was in a horrible state. He hated himself for it. A couple of weeks later, he went to her funeral. He cried right beside her dead body, begging her to come back and that he was sorry. He couldn't handle the pain anymore. So when he got home, he wrote a note to his family, saying he can't do it anymore. And that he needed her. So he ended everything as well. Knowing they will be at peace and with each other in heaven. Together and happy.
