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At first my parents trusted me to take the pills but i never took them, i don't want to fake my happiness. I stayed home all week. I said the pills make me feel ill but my mom found out. She opened the door of my room, i layed in my bed, pretending to be sick. I looked up and waited for her to speak not knowing what would come. She held something in her hand and when i saw what it was i knew i was fucked. It was the bottle of antidepressants.

"The bottle is full" my mom stated out. She paused and walked further in.

"You haven't even had one"

I just stared.

"Say something please" she pleaded. I saw the tears in her eyes.

"Ashton, i love you. I want you to be happy and get better" and again i just stared even when she started to cry, i just didn't know what to say.

So now they watch me take it and i have to show that my mouth is empty after.

It's redicoulous and very embarresing.

My parents force me to go to school, even when i say i don't feel well, i really don't feel well, the pills make me dizzy. It's so annoying. I sit in my first class of today and i sit alone, as always. Not that it bothers me. I know that no one enjoys my pressence so it's okay. I'm almost asleep anyway while i listen to my music, i love it. Just as i begin to dose off my music gets ripped from my ear. I'm wide awake and grab my ears back. I glare at Luke who sits behind me.

"if you go to sleep, please stay asleep, forever" he whispers in my ear, his breath tickles my ear.

"Fock off"

"No need to swear irwin"

"Luke, i never asked for you to speak to me?"

"Why weren't you at school all week? Tried suicide again?" He smirkes. He hit a nerve and he knows it.

"Something like that isn't funny you know"

"Me and my friends think otherwise" he says. Friends, friends? They are just scared of you luke, but not me. I'm not scared. What am i supposed to be scared of? I've seen worse.

"You have no friends"

"Says who?" He smirkes again. Okay, i must say he is winning this discussion.

"Would you tell is what's so important during my class?" The teacher asks.

"No sir" i reply.

"Whatever" luke says.

He thinks he's so cool, i hate him.

"Well, Hemmings tell me, what where you talking about"

"Ashton wanted to go after Noelle, he tried suicide again" he says.

"I didn't!" I say, maybe a little to fast. He didn't just do that. Why did he have to bring up Noelle. Why is he such a bitch? This was low, even for Luke.

The whole class stared at me, even the teacher. Some look curious and some look like they feel sorry for me, i don't need sympathy

"What, you just told me?" He lookd as if he's really confused but i know better.

"No i didn't"

"Where you lying? Did you told me to get attention?"

I stare at him, he can't be serious. I am mad, so angry. I could totally hit him. This is too much.

I storm out and manage to grab my bag on the way out. Outside i sit on the floor.

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