I wake up and pull my phone out from under my pillow. I see that Ethan called me about thirteen times and texted me about seventeen times. I get dressed and run to his house. I knock on the door and no one answers. I knock again and still no one comes to the door so I walk in and call out his name a few times. I go upstairs and open the bathroom door only to find Ethan Running a razor blade across his wrist.
"I need help...I need your help..." He says dropping the blade
"Ethan, why-" I try to say but get cut of my him running into his room. I follow him in there and he is holding a gun in his hand.
"Do you want to do it or am I going to have to myself?" He says holding the gun out
"Ethan, stop!!!" I say reaching for the gun
"I am stopping, I'm going to stop thinking, stop breathing, stop hurting, and stop living. I'm finally going to be happy...isn't that what you wanted?" He says holding the gun to the side of his head. He closes his eyes as tight as he can and is about to pull the trigger, when I run and tackle him onto the floor. He drops the gun and starts to cry. I wipe the tears from his face and hold him close to me, not caring that the blood from his wrist is staining my shirt.
"Why won't you let me go?!?!? I wanna die!!!! I wanna die..." He mumbles through tears.
We are at the hospital and Ethan is sleeping in the hospital bed while I sit in a chair across the room. His mom shows up in tears and hugs me.
"You saved his life, thank you so much" she says crying as she hugs me
"You don't have to thank me, I did what I was supposed to do" I say starting to tear up a bit
"I just wanted to see him, I have to go before he wakes up" she says smiling and quickly leaving the emergency room.
Ethan wakes up about twenty minutes later. He starts crying and tries to take the bandages off his wrist but I stop him.
"Is it my fault that you almost...well....you know.." I say biting my lip
"Killed myself? No, it's not your fault" he answers still crying "I just hate my life, I hate myself"
"You were really gonna do it.... I was so scared for you..."
"Yeah, I'm sick of feeling like I'm worthless" he says pulling at the bandages again but I take his hand and hold it in mine.
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I Dream of Black Roses
Romance"I will hide in that dark corner of your heart, even if your not here with me" We are all a little crazy, we have to be crazy with someone else though. If the person you care about leaves you, don't blame them, they might have left because they care...
