She sat on her bed with her computer on her lap. She had YouTube, Instagram, and Discord tabs opened. She listened to music as she texted her friends. She felt her face go read as her crush texted her. She excitedly opened the text. Her stomach was filled with butterflies. She finally got enough courage to confess.
"Hey."
"Hi"
"Did you see Kelly's post?"
"Yeah she looks really cute in it, I have to tell you something tho..."
"Okay, go ahead what is it?"
"uhm.. I.. I really like you"
"I like you too as a friend."
"No, I mean more than a friend."
"Oh. Sorry I don't feel the same."
She closed her computer, the butterflies that were fluttering in her stomach died. She slowly felt a tear fall down her left side of her face. On her left there was a pill bottle.
The next day her mother found her dead, cuts all over her wrists, legs, and stomach. The pill bottle empty.
