Slow fade

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Bills pov:
We had all of our bags packed ready for tour. We took a break from the European tour and now we were going on the American part of it. I was pretty excited and even got Ansley some tickets to coke and see a few of them.

I brought my bags down and saw that all of the guys were down there ready. " hold on I'll be right back then we can go."I ran upstairs to Presley's room to see if she made up her mind about going.

I knocked on her door but I didn't get a response. I turned the knob after a few knocks and saw her still asleep in her bed. I guess she didn't want to  go and that's ok. It was her decision anyway.

Presley pov:
I woke up late in the afternoon and saw that the boys had left. I sat on my bed and opened up my window. I lit up a cigarette and looked through the pictures of my mom.

I favored her a lot. We both had long blonde hair and green eyes. We had similar freckles too. I guess that's why my dad resented me so much because I reminded him of her.

I was about to close it when I saw a piece of paper fall out. It was a letter. I opened it up carefully to see my moms handwriting. My hands were shaky as I placed the cigarette in between my lips. The wind started to pick up and it blew my hair into my face.

I looked down at the letter trying to get the courage to read it. I looked at the first line and I felt a tear roll down.

" Presley you've grown up so much and you're such a beautiful young woman.the greatest gift I've ever received was becoming your mom. I'll cherish all the memories we have made and the ones we will make in the future. I remember when I had you. A nurse came into my room bringing in such a tiny human. I still couldn't process that I had created a life. I chose you're name because it meant meadow. Growing up I lived in a huge field with a farm. My favorite memories as a child was going out into the meadow with your grandmother and picking flowers and having picnics. Your middle name was picked because it was my best friends name. Simone. I found it really pretty and I wanted her to be apart of your life as well. Maybe one day you'll get to meet her. Happy 12th birthday my beautiful girl. I love you."

Her words meant so much to me. I want to hear here voice again. I want to hug her again. I want to tell her how sorry I am for that night. I want to take everything away.

I felt a few drops of rain. We always loved watching the rain fall. Sometimes we would even go outside and dance in the rain. I've always loved the rain and it was because of her I could find something beautiful that most found ugly.

I pulled the letter close to my chest and took in deep breaths. I cried so much to the point where I was just taking in heavy breaths. It was if air couldn't fill my lungs. I sat there for what felt like hours trying to process everything that has happened in my life.

My mothers death. All of my friends abandoning me because they couldn't deal with me grieving the loss of my mother. My father taking it out on me when there was nothing I could do to prevent it. The names he called me. The names Rachel called me. The way Tom treated me. But there was Bill he was kind but I told him not to get close to me.

Anytime I get close to anyone I just end up ruining it or pushing them away and that's exactly what I was doing. When Bill got home he wouldn't see me ever again. I was done trying to put on a brave face when in reality I just wanted to slowly fade out into the darkness.

I took the letter with me and walked into my bathroom. I sat down on the floor and went through the cabinets to see what I could possibly get my hands on. I saw a bottle filled pretty good. So I tried to open the lid.

I started to get frustrated because no matter how hard I tried it wouldn't open. I became weak from the crying. I threw the bottle across the bathroom out of anger. I couldn't even do this right. I crawled to the bottle slowly and opened it. Finally.

I dumped the bottle into my hand and put them to my mouth. I would now fade into the darkness. I would be with my mother again. I would see her and give her a hug.

I slid against the door and smiled at the thought of reuniting with my mother again. I waited for the pills to kick in as I sat there thinking of my mother. I grabbed her letter and put it to my chest.

I started to feel the pills and laid down. It felt kind of nice. I smiled one last before all I saw was darkness.