Where'd he come from?

"I love you."

//OKAY THABK YALL SM thank you to idkwhattoputhere121 for @ me go read their story "an amazing sight" srsly an amazing writer anyways this story has 2 #1 omg and also I threw my razor down a sewer drain BE SO PROUD YA GIRL WILL GET CLEAN//

I look in the mirror.

The messy bun that's been in my hair for the past two days, without brushing my hair, is matted and clumpy.

My hair has grown out, it's back at my shoulders.

I don't feel like me anymore.

My name isn't ash.

It's autumn.

I don't wanna be ash anymore.

I don't wanna be a boy anymore.

I don't think I ever wanted to be ash.

I just wanted Evan to love me.

I could feel him drifting away, so I changed myself, in a last ditch effort to make him love me again.

But this isn't me.

I am Autumn Henry.

Not Ashton Henry.

I don't even think I loved Evan.

I know I didn't love him.

It wasn't his fault.

It was no one's fault.

I know I love someone though.

I love Blaire.

Yeah, I said it.

I, autumn Henry, am in love her best friend.

Blaire and I have been friends for the four years I've been working here.

I think I've always had a crush on her.

I just didn't want to, I knew she didn't feel the same.

Why am I like this?

I'm still looking in the mirror.

I'm not one complete puzzle, anymore.

Some of my pieces have been cut in half.

What's the point in even being here?

I'm asking you.

What's the point in me being alive?

I'm not contributing anything.

I'm just here to bring everyone else's mood down.

I walk around with a rain cloud, above me.

You know what?

I don't wanna burden anyone anymore.

I'm the problem.

It's me.

If I'm gone, everyone else will be happy.

That's it.

I don't deserve all the fame and love I have.

I won't ever get to have my music career.

Whatever.

I didn't deserve it anyway.

I'm gonna make my favorite meal, one more time.

Mac and cheese.

It takes me an hour to take.

I make it perfectly.

It tastes good.

It takes me a while to eat, my body won't let me eat.

I feel like a bad person, for fucking eating.

That's why I'm going to do it.

That's why I'm going to kill myself.

I can't even do simple tasks, without making a big deal.

I don't even finish my plate.

I grab the bleach in the cleaners cabinet.

"1, 2, 3."

The gulp of the liquid burns my throat.

"That wasn't enough."

One more sip.

A big sip.

A chug, if you will.

I feel fine.

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All of a sudden, I feel sick.

I slide down the wall.

I can feel myself dying.

I like the feeling.

Mayor curls up in my lap.

I stroke his head, slowly.

I will miss mayor when I'm gone.

I won't miss all the pain and suffering I cause.

I am weak.

The blade on the counter next me is calling my name.

I grab it.

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That's when I passed out.

Blood on the floor.

On my clothes.

On my hands.

On my legs.

It doesn't matter, right?

I'll be dead.

Good, finally.

I am about to die.

I hear my door open.

"Ash?" I hear someone call.

It sounds like blaire.

She spots me.

A quick 2 seconds goes by before she's by my side.

"Ash?" She yells.

"Don't call me that." I whisper.

If I'm gonna die, I don't wanna be called ash anymore.

"Autumn?" She shakes me.

"Stop, damn." I say.

She shakes me again.

She is panicked.

"If you shake me one more time, I'm gonna throw up on you." My lifeless eyes stare into hers.

I'm not dead, yet.

She grabs my hands.

She sees my legs and arms.

"Shit." She whispers.

She gets out her phone and calls the cops.

"Now why would you-" I was going to tell her off for trying to save me.

"No." She gets mad at me, "no autumn. I will not have you tell me what I know you're going to say."

She can read me like a book.

I just kinda lay there.

Blaire is crying at the officer.

Blaire grabs my hands, she looks me in the eyes.

"Autumn," she says,

"I love you."

//if y'all thought the other parts were sad, HOW DO YOU FEEL ABT THIS ONE?? Ik it's short but like I literally don't want it to end and the next part is probably the last one😰😰 IM SORRY IM SORRY I'm gonna start a new one though//