Nudes

1.2

0 DAYS UNTIL THE SUICIDE

I started to pour my orange juice into a glass when my mom comes into the room.

"What the hell was that last night? You embarrassed both of us in front of family!" My mom screams so loud, I can feel the vibrations in my ears.

This feels me with rage. She almost fucked up my chances of having a friend.

"What are you talking about? You were being so disrespectful? I finally bring a friend home and suddenly you don't know how to act." I was just as loud as her.

"Who is this 'friend'?"

"She's my best friend. She was here yesterday to have dinner and meet everyone, but she left when you made her feel like you didn't want her here." I dumped my orange juice out in the sink. I suddenly wasn't feeling too thirsty.

Her angered expression turn worried, almost immediately. "You see her often?"

"Yeah, we go to school together. If I'm not with Calum, then I'm with her." I realized that she doesn't know who Calum was but she doesn't pay any attention to it.

"Honey, I think you may...see things that aren't there." I almost laugh in her face.

Is she serious? If this is her way of getting out of admitting that she was wrong, then she is a lot more childish than I thought.

"What?"

"Sweetie, I really didn't see your friend. It was just you, baby. Libby didn't, either." When I see the tears in her eyes, I start to realize that she wasn't lying.

My heart drops and I feel like sinking to the floor. This can't be real. 

Is it like an imaginary friend? 

No, no. She was real. She held me. She told me she was never going anywhere.

How could this be happening?

I saw this girl everyday for the past two weeks, why is this happening?

"You think I'm crazy?"

"No, you're just special. You need to see a doctor, baby. Soon."

I kept shaking my head, thinking how crazy I must have looked. I felt sick knowing I'm different. 

Everything was so real.

Before I knew it, I was upstairs in my room, crying until I felt like throwing up. I looked towards my dresser and saw the sleeping pills Charisma was looking at.

I'm sick. Either way, there's no fixing me. I'd be better off if I was just gone.

My mom wouldn't have to cry over me, anymore.

Calum wouldn't have to cry over me, anymore.

I wouldn't have to cry over me, anymore.

I slowly stood up from my bed and walked over to my dresser. My hand was shaking, but I still managed to pick up the bottle, but before I can pick it up, a hand grabbed my wrist. I look over and see Charisma staring back at me.

"Don't do it. you have no reason to."

"You're not real." I practically spit at her.

"I promise you'd never be alone." She takes a step towards me but I take a step back.

"You always wear the same thing. Nobody ever sees you." I feel, as though, she's going to disappear again so i panic. "It's just me. Explain." I was in tears now, we were both still holding the bottle.

"I heard what your mom said. Don't listen to her. I'm real." She smiled nervously. I knew she was lying. I knew it. "I died in 1990. I was very ill. My sister felt so bad for me, so she...she put a gun to the back of my head. I was on drugs so,I couldn't think straight. My sister was there with me through it all, but I never allowed her to help me."

"Oh my god." I pulled my hand away from Charisma's with the bottle still in my hands. "I'm fucking crazy."

What the fuck is going on? Is she real? Is she a ghost? Am I fucking sick?

At this point I feel like I'm going to throw up and the tears won't stop running down my cheeks.

"No, no, no. I'm real. I'm real to you. That's all that matters." We were both in tears at this point but she was crying harder than me.

I had to let her go. I can't keep her around. I'm sick. I'm so sick.

I open the bottle and pour a handful into my hands. "You need to go."

Just like that, she was gone.

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ONE MORE CHAPTER, BITCHES!

sorry, that was uncalled for, but it's true. only one more chapter, which is the epilogue.

i would like to dedicate this chapter to chadaelagana for reminding me that people actually do read this story, so thank you again. xx

~mikayla