-Luke's P.O.V-
I've been in the hospital since yesterday. I have 3 cracked ribs and a concussion. I should've known that my dad would do this again. He's never gonna change.
Me and Alex broke up. She said that I was to complicated after everything we have been through together. Everything seems to be going wrong right know.
My dad hasn't showed up at the hospital. I mean it's not like I want him to but I wish I had a normal life with a parent that actually cares about me enough to love me.
I've never had a perfect life and I wasn't planning on ever having a perfect life. But does it have to be this fucked up? I mean come on I shouldn't have such a shitty life. I don't want this anymore!
There's no point to life anymore so why should I go on? All I am is a piece of shit that no one wants in there life so why don't I just end it all. It'll make everyone's life a lot less complicated if I'm not here.
The only people is this world that care for me an actually want me near them are my brothers. Beau and Jai. I'm gonna miss them greatly but they are better of without me.
They released me from the hospital and I went home. I ran up to my room and laid down on my bed.
"What's the point!" I yelled to myself.
I sat up on my bed and put my hands on my head. I started to cry. Everything that had ever went wrong and every thought that anyone had ever put in my head started coming back to me.
I realized how pointless my life is. I got up and walked to my dads room. I grabbed his pistol out of his drawer and cocked it and put it to my head. I let the tears stream down my face. I looked down and pulled the trigger.....
