Lyndon's P.O.V
The fact that Justin kissed Kyle boiled my blood. I'm honestly tired of him being in the middle of our relationship. It pained me to look at Justin, so I left.
I wasn't sure if he was looking for me, but a part of me felt guilty since I left him without saying a word. This girl I used to talk to, Samantha, came up to me asking how I was. I told her I wasn't In the mood, but she kept insisting. I hate persistent people, they bug me sometimes.
"Can you help me out with geometry? I'm about to fail because I don't understand shit!" She asked with a concerned tone.
"Um sure? My house tonight, well study." I said with a sly smile.
I saw Justin from the corner of my eye. I did what popped into my mind and gave a quick kiss to Samantha and smiled. I turned my head to see Justin standing there with a hurt expression.
I definitely regret trying to make him upset. Some reason, I just couldn't bring myself to move towards Justin. I should probably talk to him... Maybe I'll wait it out though?
Later on, I went home and couldn't keep my mind of Justin. I was waiting for Samantha to come and get this tutoring session over with.
She finally came and gave me a kiss on the cheek, thanking me for doing this. I simply shrugged it off.
"Okay no slacking! I don't need you failing because of me." I told her at no ease.
"Okay okay Mr.Hot Professor!" She retorted.
Ew I can't believe she called me that, I wanted throw up. As I was teaching her math formulas, Samantha started rubbing my legs and agreeing with me about the lesson. I threw her hands off me and told her this was not going to happen and that I was with someone.
Next thing you know the bitch was on me and starting making out with me.
"Forget her for tonight. Do things with
me!" She said trying to act seductive.
"LYNDON!" I heard a muffled voice from outside my front door. I pushed Samantha off me and ran to the door.
"Justin what are you doing here?" I asked surprised.
"We're breaking up. Have fun with that slut." He said in a monotone voice.
"What? You saw? It was nothing, she came on to me... I'd never hurt you, I'm just upset as you are considering you let Kyle kiss you..." I said with my voice cracking and on the verge of crying.
"No! Fuck you, how could you think I would let him do that. Anyways it's late, I have to go. I don't want to see you anymore." Justin told me, letting my tears fall.
"Justin wait!" I yelled before I ran off.
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! Why?! There was so much anger built up. I wanted to cry. I wanted to get him back. I should just wait until he cools down.
I went inside and told Samantha to get out without an argument. She left calling me a douche and stuck the middle finger. Oh well. With that, I laid on my bed thinking about Justin all night.
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Justin's P.O.V
I ran home. My eyes red and puffy. I'm tired of crying. I'm tired of all of this. Everything seemed so fine.
"Maybe I should just end it?" I thought out loud.
I walked to the bathroom and sat at the toilet, contemplating my life. Would it be easy to end all of it right here? Or should I just keep suffering?
I decided. I grabbed the Orange bottle of pills and swallowed them with water. I went to my bed and fell asleep. Letting the numb sensation take me away and eventually the dark void swallowing me whole.
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Lyndon's p.o.v
Fuck it, I'm going to claim what's mine. I'm going to tell him the truth. I got up, changed, and ran towards his house.
I tried calling him, no answers. I texted him, noticing his messages from before now. I felt stupid for not checking my phone earlier. Either way, I got not response. His house lights were on but his room wasn't.
I was worried, could he have done something? With that, I found the hidden key under the flower pot and opened the door.
"Justin!"
"Justin?!"
"You here?"
With every step I took I got more anticipated. I ran to his room and I saw him sleeping. With relief, I walked over to him and kissed his forehead. He was cold, the windows weren't open though.
I felt his his body, it was cold. I soon checked his pulse and it was so slow, barely beating. I went into the bathroom and saw the pill bottle spilt with a few pills in the sink. No. He couldn't have?!
"Wake up, justin! Please wake up!"
"Tell me your okay."
"Please wake up, I love you..." Waiting for a response, yet the room was filled with silence and my hitched breathing.
I called 911. I was panicking. My heart was constricting every mere moment.
The ambulance came and took him in. They didn't let me in until I told him I was his boyfriend with tears falling so much.
"You called in time, any longer he would've been gone, he'll be okay though. We're going to age to watch him after we pump his stomach." The lady said.
"Please just do something!" I cried out.
We got to the emergency room and ran down the hall. They stopped me because I had to stay out. I wanted to end my life for causing so much pain. I sat down with my hands in my face. I'm crying for the person I love. I loved him more than anything.
I fell asleep on the chair, waking up the a doctor telling me that Justin would be okay, but he's going to be staying for 3 days, because of suicide watch.
"Can I see him?" I asked.
"Yes, but he's sleeping, and needs to relax as much as possible."
I entered his room. It was pure silence, only the heart monitor beeping every 2 seconds. I sat next Justin. He looked so peaceful. Would he be mad that I saved him? Why would I think about that now? Honestly, what he did was selfish. Trying to run away from his problems. Trying to leave me alone. I'm never letting him go. If he'd be gone, I'd be a no one.
I kissed his forehead again. The cold skin was now warm, normal.
"I love you so much. Why would you try to leave me? We could've fixed this. You're so stubborn. But I love you in any way." I told him truthfully. Tears falling down again. With that I fell asleep. Holding hands with the only person I wanted to be with.
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Justin's P.O.V
I was half asleep with my eyes rested. I heard someone come in. I felt their lips on my forehead. I couldn't help but feel like this wasn't the first time.
I then realized it was Lyndon, since he was talking. He admitted to loving me.... He thought I was trying to leave him. I didn't want to leave him though. It was just rang the pain became unbearable.
I felt like crying, I wanted to tell him how sorry I was. Did I love him too? I didn't think he would tell me this so early.
He held hands with me. It was like sparks flying. Did he feel it too? Then we both doze off to sleep, both squeezing our hands tighter, as if we were to never let go.
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Okay, so I wrote this, because I got emotional. And idk, it was a quick idea. Hope you enjoy. Excuse any grammar mistakes. Until next time.