The Suicide Hotline | ✔︎

15 || December 7th, 2017

Aurora || Parker || Other

"Hello?"

"..."

"Parker?"

"..."

"I know you're there, I can hear you breathing."

"I--"

"Are you okay?"

"I wish you would stop asking me that. I hate lying."

"Oh...I'm sorry."

"..."

"Listen, Parker, I think you need to call an actual suicide hotline."

"...What?"

"You need advice that I can't give, I-I'm not qualified in any way to-"

"If...you don't want me to call you, you can tell me..."

"Parker! That's not it at all! I like our calls, I don't want you to stop calling me. Just promise me you'll get professional help? Whenever you need it? And if you just need a friend to talk to, I'll be here."

"...Okay."

"Okay."

"..."

"..."

"So."

"So...since we're friends now, tell me about yourself."

"I'm 23 and depressed. My step-dad kicked me out so I'm basically homeless but he still likes to hunt me down from time to time to remind me how worthless I am."

"..." 

"The degree that I wasted four years of my life on with assuming it would actually help me in my life is fucking useless and I don't have any aspirations or goals in my life. Now, I run on self deprecating jokes and emo tumblr posts."

"Oh my goodness..."

"I know, I'm a lot to handle."

"Oh...."

"Yup."

"Uh...when's your birthday?"

"December 13th?"

"You asking or telling?"

"...Very funny, Rorie."

"Heh. I find it ironic that you were born in winter."

"Yeah, because I'm cold and emotionless and everyone hates me."

"Well, I was going to say that I love Winter, and I think it's unappreciated and beautiful."

"O-oh..."

Dear, dear, Parker, we have a lot to work on. Where do you live?"

"New York, New York."

"Oh my god, I've always wanted to live in New York!"

"Why?"

"I like the crowd, I like the buildings, Im not sure how to explain it."