If It Means A Lot To You... (Frerard)

(19.) Failing

(((Feely feel vibes)))

My chest was heaving as I ran through the neighborhoods that were between mine and Trenton's. I was coughing and my chest was burning, but I didn't stop.

I was so worried about Trenton. He texted me with one word, Goodbye. What the fuck did he mean? I didn't know, and it scared me shitless.

I tripped over a crack in the sidewalk and fell onto the concrete, hitting my head on the ground. The breath was knocked out of me and pain shot through my knees and head.

Grunting, I pushed myself back on my feet, doing my best to ignore the pain in my legs when I took a step forward. I just gritted my teeth and kept running.

There was nothing that would keep me from my best friend.

When I reached his house, I slowed my pace to a walk, feeling my joints scream at me in pain. I grimaced and walked towards the door.

It was locked, but after being over there so many times, I had a key in my pocket. I shoved it into the keyhole and stepped inside.

The whole house was pretty quiet except for the sound of a TV in a different room. I looked in it to see Trenton's little sister, Rainy, watching some kids show and sitting on the couch.

"Gerawrd?" She turned to look at me, a confused look on her face.

"Rainie," I gasped out, my chest closing in on me. "Where's Trenton?" I asked.

"He's upstairs," she pointed out the door. "Is he okay? He hasn't been down in a few hours."

I hesitated before saying, "I don't know." Her face twisted into a puzzled look, scrunching up her nose at me as I ran out the room.

I almost fell over again, going up the stairs. Trenton's bedroom door loomed in front of me and I swallowed before opening it.

Never in my whole life would I be prepared for what I was greeted with when I poked my head inside.

Trenton lay on the ground, blood pouring from his wrists. A sinking feeling formed in my stomach. I ran over to his side, grunting in pain as I fell on the ground next to him.

On the other side of him, there was so much more blood then I had expected. He must have done this long before texting me.

I leaned over his body and let the tears flow freely. My sobs came out in loud gasps due to my exhaustion.

My eyes poured onto his body, washing away some of the blood on him. I knew deep in my heart, that Trenton was dead.

He was so cold, no longer would he be the warm and smiley person that hugged me and cheered me up when I was upset.

No longer would he say a word to me, it'd already been hours since I'd talked to him. Hours that I'd never be able to make up.

I lifted my head slightly and looked around the room. There had to be some kind of note, something to explain why he'd done this to himself.

I found Trenton's note under his chin, where I least expected it to be. I had to wipe my eyes to read it out of fear, thinking I would ruin it with my crying.

The note read: Dear Gee,

I am sorry.

I loved you so much,

But your heart belongs elsewhere.

Love,

Trenton.

I yelled out in pain and agony and curled up beside the body of my best friend. I needed to know Trenton's presence before he was stuffed into a coffin, never to be seen again.

{I am sobbing so much rn

I didn't want to do this, but it needed to happen

Please don't hate me, cuz I love you all so very much, ya'll mean the world to me <3}

~Carry On~

Ari Thomas<3