Heather | DreamNotFound (C o m p l e t e)

Chapter 3

I'm not dead y'all 😘
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Me, Clay, and Heather were hanging out today at a nearby park. Clay suggested this and I accepted the offer, I don't know what to do today anyways.

I was grabbing my blue coat and green scarf because it was cold and snowy outside, since it was Christmas Eve too. Once I grabbed everything else, I told both of them that I was ready.

Clay was driving and Heather was in the front seat, while I volunteered to be in the back so that both of them can be lovey-dovey to each other, and I don't want to be a third wheel in their relationship.

I was scrolling on my phone the entire ride to the park, since the nearby park was a 30 minute drive going there.

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30 minutes has passed and we finally arrived at the park and sighed happily since I can finally stand up and walk around.

I got out of the car first and went to a nearby snowy place and lied down, not even caring about the cold. "Woah, someone's excited," I look up and sae Clay.

"Well yeah, you don't get to make snow angels every day," I scoffed at him. He chuckled and Heather began to walk to our direction and held hands with Heather.

Of course I teased both of them, Clay's face being red as it can posssible get. I laughed at his reaction so I can hide the pain I was feeling.

'Watch as she stands with her holding your hand'

I layed down again and made a snow angel.

I got bored and sat down, admiring the snow and Christmas decorations around. Clay and Heather both sat down next to me.

I looked at both of them and saw that Clay had his hand arounf her shoulder. I opened my mouth to tease but stopped, snickering as I was thinking of something to tease them with.

'Put your arm 'round her shoulder,
Now I'm getting colder'

I teased them with that something I had thought of.

"You guys should go do the mwah mwah," and yes I did say the 'mwah mwah' as a way to tease them more. Both of their faces was red and I can't help but laugh at their expression. I threw my head back and pointed at them.

"You should have seen your faces," I said as I laughed so hard at them, that I eventually went so far back I fell of the chair, head first. I rolled so I can sit up and touched my forehead. "Ow, ow ow," it definitely will leave a bump there.

Clay was wheezing his lungs out, while Heather stood up and walked to my direction. I looked up and saw that she was holding out her hand like she was trying to help me. I took it and said 'thank you' and apologized for being a troublesome person. "It's no big deal, I'm just worried if you hurt yourself that it could cause concussion," she said, pure genuine worry as she spoke.

"Oh, don't worry about it too much," I said, not wanting any attention from her since I want to tend to my bump first. "Are you sure you're okay?" she said, and so I nodded.

'But how could I hate her,
She's such an angel,'

I was irritated about her wasting her attention on me, I know that I need help but I don't care about it.

'But then again,
Kinda wish she were dead,'

Clay said to the both of us that we should be heading home now, his eyes never leaving Heather's, even after she walked to the car.

'As she walks by,
What a sight for sore eyes,
Brighter than a blue sky,
She's got you mesmerized,'

Once we were in the house, I waited for both of them to come in. After making sure they were in their rooms, I went to the bathroom, with an ice pack in hand.

I tended to my bump but then something caught my eyes.

'A razor blade, perfect,' I thought to myself. I went out, went to my room, and grabbed my hoodie and returned to the bathroom.

TW FOR CUTTING

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I grabbed the razor blade and pressed it softly against my forearm, specifically my left arm. I dug deeper but not that deep and slid it across my skin, the cut beginning to get longer, but not wider. I did this again for more than I desired, wimpering and silencing my cries so no one can hear it.

'While I die,'

TW END
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After I was done, I made sure to clean my forearm and the razor blade and tended my bump.

I went back to my room after tending my bump and putting on the hoodie I got. I lied down on my bed, looking at my ceiling and let some time pass so that I can sleep.

'Why would you ever kiss me,
I'm not even half as pretty,
You gave her your sweater,
It's just polyester,
But you like her better
I wish I were Heather!'

I then fell asleep, seeing that I was tired from doing all thise cutting and sitting in the car, doing nothing.

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Haha get some depression cause the story is almost over.

Anyways, this chapter is so ✨ crappy af ✨

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