Loving The Blue Haired Goof -+=Dante × Reade...
"Y/N, please, just open the door" Dante pleaded "I want to be alone" I yelled, I looked at the knife the was in front of me, that was on the floor "Please, Y/N..open the door" he said "I said, I want to be alone!" I yelled, sobbing. I heard movement from the door and it went silent. I continued to sob.
It's been a week since I had my miscarriage, and lost William. I locked myself in me and Dante's bedroom. I didn't want to see anyone..I just needed time alone. Dante tends to check on me, but I just send him away. I feel like I drove everyone I love away from me. I haven't seen anyone since I got out of the hospital. I said I was fine, but I'm not. I feel like no one loves me anymore, I feel like I shouldn't deserve to live anymore. I've drove everyone away..no one loves me. No one cares. I picked up the knife and looked at it. 'No, it's not worth it, they still love you, you just need to let them in' a voice said 'Your really going to believe that? they hate you! you drove them away remember? they removed you from their lives! your useless! pathetic!' another one said. I threw the knife across the room. It hit the wall and made a bang sound.
This is the squeal of My Brother's Best Friend.
This book contains a small bit of depression.