THE ARTIST
one day
about 10 o'clock, i get a call from alexandria. she asks if i can come to the hospital. i immediately say yes, unknowing of what happened. i assume that it is something with tyler and clearing things up with the hospital.
i get in my car and drive to meet her at the hospital. once inside, i meet her. she is crying and looks like a mess. i immediately embrace her and she cries on my shoulder for a bit.
"what happened?" i ask softly.
"he's gone." she states.
im bewildered. "who's gone, alexandria?"
"caleb." she barely chokes out.
"what?" i say, estranged.
she explained what happened and i start to cry.
"who else knows?" i ask.
"no one." she says.
"well, what do we do?" i ask.
"tell them, i guess." alexandria states.
i dial tyler's number and tell him what happens. he is alarmed.
"ill meet you at the hospital." he says.
i tell everyone else and they all come to the hospital.
once everyone arrives we sit in the waiting rooms.
"well, are we still going to do it tomorrow?" alexandria asks.
"yes." we all agree
one day
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Suicide Club
Teen Fictionthe boy you'd least expect the silent girl the boy that hears things that aren't there the artist the suicidal guy
