You stare at the pills in your hand and swallow. Tears drop on to your arms and your chin quivers. "You can do this, Y/N." You whisper shakily to yourself.
You're sitting cross-legged on your bed, a mound of painkillers in your hand. You brush away your tears and take a deep breath. "Soon this will all be over." You choke out. You lift the pills to your mouth, preparing to swallow them when your bedroom door flies open.
"Hey, Y/N, you forgot that we're working on psychics homework tonight—" your best friend, Lee Pace, says before he sees you, your eyes wide and your hand half-raised to your mouth.
Lee glances at the bottle of pills. "Y/N, no!" He shouts, lunging for you. He knocks the pills out of your hands and throws the white bottle on to the floor. Lee stares at you in horror, breathing heavily.
"What are you doing?" He asks, his voice cracking. You hiccup a sob and bury your face in your hands, your shoulders shaking. "Were you trying to kill yourself?" He asks. You let out a moan and nod, crying had. "B-but why? W-why would you h-hurt yourself like that? Why would you take away your life?" He asks.
You lift up your head and see Lee's eyes filled with tears. "I can't do this anymore, Lee. I can't do life anymore." You cry.
Lee holds your hands. "Yes, you can, Y/N." He states.
"No. No. I can't." You gasp. "I'm alone, Lee. I have no one." You say. Hurt flashes in Lee's eyes and you instantly regret what you said. Lee's been your best friend since you were little. He's helped you through everything, including your depression.
"You have me." Lee states, flinching.
"Of course I have you." You whisper.
"Then you're not alone. You have someone. You have me. You may not be able to talk about your depression to your family, but you can, at least, talk to me. I'm always here for you. And I always will be." He says.
You nod. "I know, I know." You whispers.
Lee cups your face and stares at you seriously. "Promise me, Y/N, that whenever you feel like you're feeling, you call me and tell me. I don't want to get a call one day that your parents found you dead, okay? Because I don't think I could live through that." He says. You bite your lip. "Promise me!" Lee insists.
"I promise." You whisper, before closing your eyes. He breathes a sigh of relief and pulls you tightly into his arms.
"I'm so sorry, Lee. I really am." You apologize.
"You're forgiven. Just never do that again. Ever." Lee begs.
"I won't, I swear." You answer honestly.
"Thank you." He whispers, holding you tighter.
[THE END] I hope you liked it!
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