Turn the tables (Sam x Colby solby)

Memories burn like hell

(Play the song threw this chapter it makes it better)

Sams Pov

I went back to my room and I layed on my bed. The world, everything, it all, just became black.

I heard voices. Small gentle voices.

"Sam!" I head yelling as I got a little closer every time it called my name.

I can't see. I opened my eyes and it was white. The people I loved infront of me. They all turned. All left.

Only one. Colby. He just looked at me. He just stared. I could see words almost like they were the thoughts in his head.

'You gay freak'

'Nobody will love you'

'Nobody will ever notice you'

It went on. I was now crying. I could hear it now.

It was screaming at me.

I fell to the floor putting my hands to my ears. Trying. Trying so hard to just shut the would out. Trying so hard to forget everything.

'Colby said I ruined his life but he Ruined mine!'

I could live like this anymore!

I got up and ran I didn't know where I just ran.

Away.

I ran away. Just like I always do. It never got better. Never.

Mom was right. She was right. Love is just another word for hell. It's insane.

It makes us insane.

THE VOICES. they were still yelling no matter how far I ran.

"SHUT UP!" I yelled

Did that help NO! They just continued. It was killing me.

I fell to the floor. I couldn't take it anymore. The words they said to me. It was almost as if the devil was trying to get me.

Nobody.

Nobody to be there to help. That was all I had left. Was just me.

Was I being picked on cause I'm a loner.

Cause nobody will ever love or understand me.

Cause I'm just a small boy with no future

A small boy with no friends.

TELL ME!

Tell me why.

Tell me why it has to be this way.

These memories

THESE MEMORIES BURN LIKE HELL.

SHUT UP. JUST SHUT UP.

I heard laughter. Kids pointing at me is what I saw. They making fun of me.

"Have you seen that ugly little fat ass over there"

"He's ugly as fuck"

"Nobody will ever love you!"

"Nobody will ever care!"

"Nobody will be there!"

Nobody.

They were all right. I felt like the devil was purposely saving a spot for me in hell.

The words they said felt like knives .

Stabbing

That was all I felt was the words you said to me. That was all I heard.

I never listened I just pushed it off.

Why! WHY IS IT ALL COMING BACK NOW.

I have all that you wanted. Yet you still hate me.

What's the reason.

What's the purpose

The purpose of love

Of life.

Just tell me.

Please.

It just hurts.

It just burns.

It just kills.

It leaves no meaning to live.

I could now see 2 objects.

One was.

A heart.

Or

A knife

I heard a small voice,

"Pick one a heart to try to live and suffer or a knife to end it all suffering, pain"

I looked at both and finally made up my answer

I grabbed the knife and right there ended it

Ended it all. All the pain. All the suffering.

A/n

This is the end of this story and future story's this is the last book. Thank you for taking you time and making it this far ♥️♥️♥️💙💙💙💎💎💎