Final chapter
I hadn't seen Michael all day, but I wasn't particularly worried. Memories from the night before flooded my mind. We'd laid together for ages after we made love. I rolled to face him and smiled
"Promise me something?" I asked quietly, nearly asleep. Michael pulled me in and held me like he'd never held me before.
"I'll always be here" he whispered back. It was one of the most beautiful nights of my life. I walked in the door after the longest day of work ever and froze. The entire house was silent. Silence never meant good things.
"Mike?" I called, with no answer. I began to panic and search the house. I ran up the stairs and into the bathroom to see Michael shaking on the floor, a pill bottle discarded on the floor. I threw myself at him and shoved my fingers down his throat
"You promised me!" I sobbed, "you promised me you wouldn't leave me! I'm not letting you die, Michael Clifford!" I shouted, tears coating my cheeks. I got him to vomit on the floor and called 911. I could only hope that he would get to Dr. Cleary in time.
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Depression(Michael clifford)
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