I, thought you loved me..

Chapter 2

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Anthony POV
I don't like josh, I never have, he's annoying and a crybaby, he whines about everything and can't take a joke. It fucking annoying.

Honestly he should just leave the school, it would be better off without him. He has no reason to stay here anyways he doesn't have any friends, and most of the teachers didn't even know or recognize him at all.

So when I saw Josh with some random guy it felt weird to see a guy of all people to be walking in the hallways with him. I assume that the guy is new, which makes sense.

Then one of the guys in my group says "Fucking Fags Got a Boyfriend". Everyone in the group started laughing, I look at the guy but he doesn't have a reaction. Which sickens me. As the noise starts to tone down the bell rings for second period.

After school
Josh POV
I say bye to Charles as I leave the building of the school. I don't have to deal with Anthony and his little friends. Or so I thought, as I reached the corner I see Anthony and two of his friends Dylan and Derek

They have been friends since kindergarten and have always stuck together no matter the situation. If Anthony's group of friends was a company Anthony would be the founder and CEO and Dylan and Derek would be his co-founders. The rest would be the workers and other crap.

I try to not make eye contact with them until Dylan sees me, he yells out my name "HEY JOSH". I ignore him trying hurry out of the situation.

"Where's your fucking boyfriend" said Dylan, "Did he dump you already?"

I don't even respond until my body has a mind of its own that it starts running away. I hear footsteps coming after me but they start to quiet down after awhile.

I go into an ally way before I realize where I am. When I look up I see a pair of shoes on a wire. The same ones that my friend lily had.

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A wave of misery and sorrow came flooding back to my body I as I remember the day she died to his own actions.

My back hits that brick wall, as I begin to slide down soon curling into a ball with my head in my legs, with tears falling through my eyes. We had been best friends till 7th grade when she committed su1€id3 the guilt of her being r@ped by her father had got a toll on her and the physical and verbal abuelas from her mother wasn't making it any better.

She wrote a letter to me the night she jumped. In it were 3 matching brackets that I wanted to buy for me and her. The letter said
"Dear josh,
If you are reading this, I am gone, I know that this is causing you a great pain and is a lot to deal with. But please don't let me passing be the reason that is holding you back. I wish I could be with you, in life and have the best time of our lives, but I cut mine in half for a reason only you know. People will see my death as something that is meaningless. You are and will be the only person to know the truth. So live the life that you want. I will be watching you from above, wear these bracelets as the memories we had and could have had.

Love lily."

I look at the bracelets that are on my left wrist. Wishing she would come back even though she can't. Giving me a wave of guilt, when ever I think of lily. The thought keeps coming back to me *Why didn't I do anything* *i could have done something to help her*

These thoughts are the reason I stay awake at night most of the time. As the sun sets I get up and leave her favorite flowers I had boughten the day before. I never knew of this part of the alleyway. So I had found a shortcut to my friends grave.

"I miss you lily"
"Hope you doing better"