FALLING OUT OF LOVE

Truth 3

I raised up my head, butting my inner cheeks and gave her a nod.

"Chase didn't die out of an accident, he had a far kidney problem and very low chances of surviving. Days after days, he would call me and most of the times he could rarely sleep". She took in a deep breath, watching my reaction."He didn't, well I told him not to tell you, because I knew you freak out, he would spend hours crying and begging for strength so he could stay. I mean it became worst, sometimes he would just wanna stab himself and die, but his only fear was of loosing you. The day he came to your place, he had made up his mind to tell you, but you got mad, and when he left he cried, because he knew he was dying. On regular basis when you were in school, I visited him in the hospital and he kept writing words, words of hope, not hope for him but for you. He wrote poems and drew images of you. Even when he was kept on a life support, he never just stopped".
At this point I took a large breath, trying to take everything in. She looked at me before pulling something out of a bag that I didn't know she was carrying till now.
She handed the rough papers too me, she slowly stood up, nodded her head and left. I froze, unwilling to do anything, I didn't realize I was crying till my vision became blur and I felt something roll down my cheeks. I stood up, running back to the room, I tried dialling Elliot about 10times still no reply.

I did the best I could, I flushed all the blades down the toilet, stayed away from every sharp object and just sat on my bed, letting Miley words sink in.

I screamed, screamed and screamed, screamed till I had no voice to scream again, I screamed till I felt a physical weakness. I prayed silently to let this pain pass by but it just hurt took much.