:::Warning-Emotional:::Trigger Warning:::Suicide:::
Your POV
It has been two days since I have last seen Jade. I need to go check on him. From what I have heard he hasn't left his house.
I walked out of the house and went up the block. His house was 3 houses down so it was an okay walking distance.
When I reached his doorstep something seemed off. I knocked on his door... He didn't respond. I hit the doorbell he didn't respond.
I backed up and kicked the door handle breaking the door. I looked around. His dog looked like it hadn't been fed in a few days. I grabbed some food and fed the poor thing.
The house was in shambles. He was no where to be found. His laundry was piled by the door to his bathroom. The food on the counter was rotten. Something isn't right.
I walked up the stairs and everything was quiet... To quiet. I pushed open each door only to find nothing.
I pushed open the door to the last room... I saw Jade laying on the ground a pill bottle in his hand. I ran over to him and he turned to me. The color of his eyes fading.
"Let me die, (Y/N)." Jade spoke his voice weak.
"No, I am gonna fix this." Tears stinging my eyes.
I grabbed him by the shoulders. I dragged him to the bathroom. I turned on the tub and sat him in the water.
"I am sorry Jade..." I said as I plunged my fingers into him mouth. I hit his gag reflex making him throw up the pills.
"Take my dairy... It is under my bed. It has everything I couldn't say to you." His voice faded out. His breathing stopped. His eyes weren't with him. He was pale. I screamed his name... Even though I knew he couldn't speak. Jade is dead.
I took at my phone and fumbled with it in a panic. I called 911.
Hello this is a 911 operator speaking what's your emergency?
Help I my friend just committed suicide...
We have an ambulance in route please stay on the phone with me.
He swallowed pills. I made him puke them out but I was to late. I started to cry... Jade was dead. I was t able to tell him my true feelings.
It was only minutes after I called that an ambulance came. I ran to his room as they took Jade away from the bathtub. I looked under the bed for his diary. Once I found it... I opened to the last page. I was horrified to read what it said.
I can't feel anything. My only feelings I have I am not sure if she will take them. The constant fear of people judging me. The idea of her was what was keeping me going. That was until they told me she hated me. They bullies said that (Y/N) hated me. That the only reason she acted nice around me was out of pity. In my heart I knew that wasn't true. But in my mind I thought otherwise. I love you (Y/N)... Even if I can't tell you.
I love you to Jade... I love you so much.
//\\This was a sad one. I haven't done a sad on yet but here it is. I cried while writing this.
If you ever have thoughts of suicide come talk to me. Talk to someone... Remember even if people won't listen to you in real life. You can talk to me... Even if I am on the other side of the screen.
I have insomnia, depression, anxiety, and OCD. It made my life a living hell. But I surrounded myself in positivity and used my mind to make stories for people.
Love Y'all so Fucking Much
~Matty
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