Suicide Season

Chapter eight

My eyes watered over,slowly his eyes staring back into mine seeing everything behind them,the pain,the anger,and the needing of death.Slowly I glanced down below my feet that dangled under the tree branch,slowly I ran my finger against the scarred bark and Benjamin's eyes ran over my whole arm as he sucked in a breathe.

"How long,have you been doing this?"
His blue eyes showed off his emotions,and I wondered how amazing it must feel being happy all the time,slowly I bit my lip and held up seven fingers.

"Seven years?Denis,you have to stop,I know what it's like,when I was twelve my parents split up,and my mother killed herself,my father said he was alright but he wasn't,he became and alcoholic and began to abuse me,slowly day by day he would bring home another girl,after that I ended up on the ground with a blade and a bottle of Jack Daniels to soothe the pain.And I get it depression isn't fun,nothing is,but push past it listen to music that makes you feel like you belong,it helps.I know what your thinking,how can someone like me smile and be happy  after all of that.Its because of music,I remember laying on the floor my eyes closed,and my ears open,the lyrics hit home and I felt at ease,and I just forgot about how shitty the world is and let it consume me."

My eyes,softened my walls were slowly falling down brick by brick,the sky seemed clear and the clouds were white and visible now,the sun wasn't dull it was bright and shining brightly.Suddenly Benjamin's hand clasped mine and held it gently.

"How long have you been depressed?"
Slowly I sucked in a sharp breathe,my eyes watered slightly and Ben frowned and pulled me into his chest,running his fingers threw my hair,slowly I drifted into a peaceful slumber,with my demons gone for awhile.