Hayden's pov
6 months earlier
I sit on the floor of my room waiting for my friends to message me. I don't think they will. To be honest I think they hate me. It sucks this feeling. The feeling of just wanting to disappear into oblivion and never come back. No one will miss me that's for sure. I'm unnatural loved, not trusted and treated like shit. I just want to die. Maybe everyone will be happy when I'm gone or maybe they won't even know.
Present time
It's been 6 months since I last talked to anyone or even left my house. I've barely ate and I've been drinking a lot. I also tried to commit suicide but I failed. I wish I didn't feel like this. I wish I was normal. I wish these thoughts would go away. I wish someone loved me. But maybe that's the thing no one will ever love me because I'm unlovable or maybe because no one notices me anymore. Well it doesn't matter because I know where I belong now.
