Chapter Thirteen

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May


It's been nine days.

Nine days since I've spoken to Bradley Simpson after dropping him off.

I missed him.

I didn't know what I did. I went to group, thinking he would be there. But Richard explained solemnly that Bradley wouldn't be attending our meetings anymore.

I cried the most that day and decided to never go to group again.

Bradley was a good person. Why would he cut off all communication? I made time every Thursday to be there for him when he was in the hospital and as soon as he's out, he never talks to me again? I cried everyday and stayed in my room. My mother would bring me food when it was meal times, but I barely ate any of it.

I know I only met Bradley two months ago but I felt a connection with him. It's almost as if I was drawn to him since the beginning. This poor damaged boy made me feel as thought I could see again.

Our visits made me smile.

He told me about Birmingham and how his childhood was. His best friends names were Tristan and James- extremely fraternal twins- and his mother was single. She raised him until it happened and did a hell of a good job. I wish he could speak to them again.

He told me about his one on one trauma therapy. About all the doctors who refused him as an adolescent before his mother stopped trying to heal him at fourteen. His mother gave up on him and sent him to America.

He told me so many personal things, just to never talk to me again. I told him personal things that I kept from even my mother.

We talked about social lives before our trauma and for once, I felt that it was okay to be blind. I felt like he was the light. But now all I saw was the pitch black.

I cried until I was dehydrated and didn't sleep until I felt sick. I shared so much with him and he threw it away. I tried calling him so many times, but he never answered.

What did I do to deserve this?

I finally accepted it day nine.

I was depressed because I lost Bradley Simpson.

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Fillers give me chest pain jOSUS

-Rose

(ps: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY INTERNET BESTFRIEND DANI WHO I AM MEETING THIS SUMMER FOR THE FIRST TIME IN PERSON😭)

(Also my 18TH is Monday (may 15TH)

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