☹ suicide ☹
march twentieth, two thousand fourteen ;
Luke wanted to apologize to Carmen
but she wasn't answering her phone
It's been a day since they had their fight
he felt terrible
everything was his fault
he should've known not to push her
Luke has broken five lamps in his bedroom
and punched his walls about three times
his mom coming into his bedroom every hour
just to make sure he hasn't done anything else
he just hates himself so much right now
his phone vibrates, hoping it was the love of his life
"Hello?"
"Luke! Oh my god!" the woman sobs
"Mrs. Smith? What's wrong?" Luke asks worriedly
he knows somethings wrong
he has the worst feeling in his stomach
"Luke.. Car- she.."
"What? What happened to Carmen!" he yells
'Sh- She killed herself."
