Warning: Death, Bad Words Mentioned.
Jess died and it was her funeral day. Everyone was there including her parents. They blamed me for her dead.
Jess's dad: YOU SHOULD BE DEAD INSTEAD FOR HER. SHE DIED BECAUSE OF YOU.
Jess's mom: YOU NEVER DID LOVE HER, JUST FOR HER MONEY. YOU SHOULD BE DEAD FOREVER.
Her parents words broke me more, leaving me as a hopeless brat.
My trans-mom tried to calm me down but I can't. I just can't stop.... thinking about her.
That one mistake, ruined my entire relationship. Sometimes, I want to see her.
I turn myself into completely different person. I stopped hanging with my friends. No more flirting around like usual. I never tried to find a new love to forget about her.
Years later, I am 31 now. And yes, still single. And it been 8 years since Jess died.
And My mom got in a plane accident and died while excited to meet her parents.
Yes, it is bad luck for me. I had to suffer the pain after my friend heard the news.
They came in to check on me. And they knew that I am still thinking about Jess.
They left me some food to make sure that I won't starve.
SO, FREE FOOD.
But, depression can't make my food, tasty.
At last, I couldn't stop myself and walked in a dream. I kept walking forward till the end of a bridge. I sat down and stared at the clear water and smiled like this was the end. I slowly got up again and look down the deep water.
I knew...
I knew that the first move I take forward is the end. I then jump into the water and drowned myself. I felt the water flowing through my lungs, choking me to death.
But this all, wasn't a dream.
