Brown eyes

The keeper

I tried everything to keep my heartbreak from my mom but nothing seemed to work. I would walk by my moms room and hear her talking to my aunt about me and I knew they knew, the heartbreak was heavy. The 3rd week is we're it got worse for me because my overthinking was in overdrive, I would stare in to space in my room in the dark thinking of all of it wishing I could fix it, wishing I could get her back, wishing I was dead.
One day my mom called me upstairs and I came out of the basement which is where my room is, my aunt and my mom were sitting in the living room but when I walked in I could feel the tension and when I sat down it got worse.
My mother and aunt looked at each other and looked at me, I felt my breath hitch and I knew I was gonna get questioned. My mom asked me "what's going on kiddo?" I sat there gripping the couch tight, feeling the couch crinkling in my palm, "nothing much" I said in a low shallow tone. Her eyebrows lifted a bit like almost a sign of relief but then went back down knowing I was lying.
My aunt was staring at me and calmly sighed " we are not stupid, what's going on hunny?" She said with her eyes showing the grief she had for me showing like glass. I sighed knowing I had no choice but to tell them, " I don't wanna live anymore" I said, " I don't wanna go through this heartbreak, because honestly it sucks" I said with my voice cracking at the last 3 words. My mom and aunts eyes softened at the words that I spoke. But little did they know it broke me more having to say them. My mom looked at me with a sad look and sighed " we need to get you some help kris" I looked down at the floor and sighed " I know mom". She looked at my aunt with her eyes desperate for help, my aunt looked at her like they both knew the answer. " we need to get you on meds babe" my aunt said, my mom nodded in agreement.