The next day came along. I told my parents that I still felt sick from yesterday. Somehow, they believed me. So I stayed home. Again, not eating breakfast this morning, I just sat in my bed crying my eyes out for hours straight.
Janelle's POV
I can't take this anymore. I can't live and be around people who don't even like me anymore. Nobody likes me. And everything is my fault. I'm done, I don't want to live.
It was 3:30pm, school is about over, I've been crying since I woke up and I can't anymore, I don't want to sit here and be upset.
My parents weren't home. I found my dad's keys to his other car and his other car was in the garage. I grabbed his keys and I went into the garage to start up the car. I then made sure all of the windows and doors were closed shut all of the way. And I just sat down in front of the car for about 10 minutes. I started to feel light headed. Feeling very dizzy, I got a text from Blake.
Blake- Can we please talk, I'm worried about you.
Janelle- There is nothing to worry about anymore. I'm going away. I won't be in your life anymore. You don't have to worry about me...
Blake- I'm coming over, I don't care what you say...
I then see Blake pass my garage door and see I'm go into my house. I kept on dozing off and I heard him yell my name. I guess he smelled the car because he came over to the window. As soon as he came inside I fell asleep and rolled over to the floor. I hear Blake yell, "What are you doing?!" I then feel him pick me up and turn off the car and I felt him run over to his house.
Janelle- Where are we going Blake??
Blake- I couldn't keep you in there, I miss you. Before we actually talk, I want you to drink a lot of water and get some rest here...
*Blake then tucked me into his bed and kissed me on my head*
