I Hate Marshal Yun (Boy × Boy)

Chapter Five

TRIGGER WARNING: Talk about suicide.

KEATON'S POV:

I was just thinking about what I would talk about with Marshal tomorrow during our worktime when I got a phone call from a random number.

Usually I ignore the random calls I get and assume they're just spam but there was somthing off about getting a phone call at 5:00 in the morning.

When I answered I definitely wasn't expecting a frantic Marshal on the other end. "Lilliana she..."

"Hold that thought. How did you get my number?"

I could hear crying on the other end so I figured maybe I'd said somthing wrong.

"My mom gave it to me so I could tell you what happened," he paused for a moment and sniffled before continuing. "Lilliana is in the hospital and quite honestly I wish my mom would have just called you herself."

"WHAT?! Will Lilliana be okay? What happened? Is she sick?" A thousand thoughts were racing through my head as I tried to process what I was hearing.

Marshal sounded distraught as he tried to explain to me what happened. "She seemed fine last night when she hugged me goodnight. She wasn't acting weird, at least not that I could tell, and then I went to wake her up this morning and she was lying in a puddle of blood."

I could tell through the phone that he was sobbing and then I started to cry because I suddenly couldn't breathe. "Is she going to die?!"

"NO, no, it's okay. She's going to be okay. We still don't know what was going through her head when she did it. I just don't understand." I began to lose my composure. Some people call it ugly crying. But to me It felt like the beginning of a meltdown.

"Hey it's going to be okay, I'm going to pick you up and we're going to go sit with her in a couple hours. My mom will call your mom and tell her why we're skipping school today."

I tried to remember that I hate Marshal Yun and that skipping school with him wasn't exactly on my bucket list but it was for Lilliana and of course Marshal would want to see her too so it makes sense that we visit her together. I was just going to have to put up with his bullshit comments for one full morning. To bad I didn't prepare conversation.

He finally pulled up in his black car and my mom gave me a hug before sending me out the door. "Take care, I'll see you later sweetie."

When I got in the car it was awkward. I could tell Marshal had been crying all morning because his face was red and swollen.

"You've been crying all morning. Your face is a mess."

He grunted. "Yeah, no shit. My sister just tried to kill herself, what we're you expecting?" I sat there in thought for a moment unsure what to say. I knew that she was depressed because she had told me. But she never told me what was truly going on with her and I had never asked her if she we're suicidal.

"I'm sorry Marshal, I have failed as a friend. I knew she was depressed because she told me but she never told me that she was going to do this but I should have told her mom anyways." I bent over in my seat sobbing into my knees.

I felt a hand on my back. "It's nobody's fault, got it? We all knew she was depressed, that's why she was on meds. This wasn't supposed to happen."

We sat there in silence for a moment before entering the hospital. They had just called to confirm they had checked her into the children's psychiatric unit which was in building C, wing three.

The receptionist told us both to follow her down to her room. She said she might be sleeping because of course she would be very tired after losing all that blood. When I finally saw her the first thing I noticed were the wrappings on her wrists. That's where the blood must have come from.

"Lilliana why did you do this?" I felt Marshal kick me in the side of my leg.

"Shut up dude. That's kind of a sore subject right now." I decided talking more might not be a good idea so I chose silence and listened to Marshal spill his heart out to his sister. I was honestly surprised there was so much depth to what he had to say. I've never seen a caring side to Marshal before, but I figure there's a first for everything.

Before we knew it an hour had passed and Lilliana was passed out and we had to leave her alone to rest.

I should have known. I couldn't stop telling myself that I should have known somthing was off with her. There have to have been signs. I don't know why I didn't see them.

On this day I couldn't smile. Not even to piss off Marshal. I didn't have the energy left, not after crying away all the tears I had bottled up inside. So I sat and stared out his car window in silence.

"Are you going to be okay Keaton?"

"I thought you didn't care about my feelings."

"I think we both know this is different."

"I don't know. I think I'm going to go home and sleep away the sad." I did that often. I figure If I slept for long enough I could make the sad go away and sometimes it worked for a while and I would wake up and the events of the day would distract me, but I was beginning to learn that it wasn't enough to keep the sad away forever.

"I think that's a good idea. I'll see you tomorrow in math."

Marshal was never this nice to me. This is how I knew he was feeling different. If Marshal isn't mean to you it must mean that he is feeling sad. Maybe he was going to sleep the sad away today too.

I left a message on his phone. "Today was not very good. I hope you sleep well." He never responded but I assumed that's because we weren't friends so I chose to just leave it alone and lie in bed with my rain sounds playing.

I was hoping the rain would drown out the storm I had happening in my head, but it didn't. At least it was enough to put me to sleep.