"I'll bloody do it!" I yell, standing in the hallway of myself and my friends apartment. A rope around my neck.
How did I get here? Well, let's look back.
5 Days Before
"I don't know if it's worth it." My roommate, Silver, shrugged from across the table. She had a coffee in her hand.
"Of coarse it's worth it." I sigh.
"I really don't think it's a big deal that's all."
"Quitting "Survivor" is a big deal!"
"Are we actually arguing about a TV show?"
"This is why we're friends." I laughed.
Yes, it's weird. My roommate is a girl, I'm a guy, I don't know how they situated that. I should introduce myself. My name is Nico, I'm 18 years of age. I just got into college and was roomed up with Silver, a baby born with shiny grey hair. I hear it's pretty rare, but I think she just died it all silver to match her name.
"Did you hear me?" Silver snapped her fingers in my face.
"Uh..." What did she say? Did she even say anything?
"Didn't think so. I said, there is someone on Project X6." She had her phone in her hand.
"I'll take it." I sighed. Project X6 is an Anti-Bullying, suicide hotline that Silver and I run on Instagram, Snapchat and through email. This time, it was on Instagram. We talked for a few minutes, talking about the 5 stages of grief and linking it to what the person liked. I finally talked her out of suicide about 30 minutes later. by the end of it, I was in tears. I rolled back my left sleeve and put another tick down on the survivor list.
"For a second I thought she did it." Silver finished her second cup of coffee and lay back.
"For a second I thought she did too." I put my head in my hands.
"Let's head home." Silver suggested.
We headed home, I was driving my little Ford Fiesta. We stopped at a stoplight to turn into campus when we went a little further out to turn, and a truck smashed into us.
I don't really remember anything else, except for the next day, waking up to a nurse. She asking if I was awake as she looked over my bed. I mumbled a small,
"Yeah..." Before closing my eyes again.
"Can you tell me what your name is?"
"My name.. Nico Miraze."
"Who is your friend? The one you were in the car with?"
"Where is she?"
"She's fine, answer the question."
"Silver..." The nurse walked away. Well now what am I supposed to do? What if there are people needing help on the hotline!? I have to get to my phone, wherever that is... I try to look around, yet my neck was secure in place. They must have one of those neck things on me. I lay there, my eyes open staring up at the ceiling.
