Chapter 10:

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I sighed, looking down at the mug I held in my hand. It was filled with hot creamy coffee. I looked over at the clock hanging on the brown wall. It was 10:40 am. I was late for college, but I didn't care. Nothing matters. Not any more.

I lay down on the couch. I put the mug on the coffee table and lay there staring at the ceiling. I couldn't help the tears rolling down my face. I fought them back, but they kept on tumbling down. What was wrong with me? I felt so bad, so depressed, so worthless. I didn't belong here and I had no worth. No one cared about me.

I strode upstairs and logged onto my computer. I checked my Facebook and emails before logging onto League of Legends and having an online multiplayer match. I made me feel slightly better.

I resulted to lying onto my bed, staring at the ceiling. A sob broke through and I curled up into a ball crying my eyes out.

Depression is a bitch.

I felt hands around me and I pulled them away. They were back and I was pulled onto Jeffs lap. I sobbed into his chest while he stoked my hair. When I pulled away from him their was a patch of tears on his hoodie. He didn't care. He just held me in his arms, comforting me. No words were spoken. It was very peaceful. I felt my eyes grow heavy and I fell asleep in Jeff's lap.

I thought that was just a phase.

I thought I would be ok

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