It was just me and matt at midnight. We just got back from a party. We are in a relationship. We have been dating for 3 years now.
"Matthew what's wrong?"
"(y/n)... I really can't take this hate... I mean. It hurts. I know I tell everyone to forget it. But it's hard for me to forget it myself. I always try to send positivity... But I'm going to take a break. I can't handle it."
"Ok I guess I'll go home so you can have your quiet time."
"Bye, love you" *kisses*
*Ring, ring, ring*
Why won't Matthew answer? I called him 20 times already? I'm just gonna go to his house.
*rings door bell*
"MATTHEW!"
*No one answers*
I'm gonna just go in I don't care.
"Matthew are you in there?"
*Doors locked*
"Matthew open the door. PLEASE."
"I'm going to break this door Matthew."
*breaks door*
"Matthew?"
He's on the ground about to cut himself.
"Matthew don't do it I can help you through."
Crying, and crying.
Beep boop bop (911)
"Help my boyfriend is trying to commit suicide hurry."
"Matthew it's ok I'm here." (Your crying and talking)
