Not The Cliche Type

Chapter Ten - 5sos and TØP

Chapter 10 - 5sos and TØP
*WARNING YALL NOW.*
This could be triggering so if you have suicide problems or depression or cutting problems, skip to the ***

3 years ago

"Kass! Kass tonight is going to be so lit! This sleepover will be everything!"

I walked into her house not even bothering to ring the doorbell knowing that she was the only one home.

No answer.

"Kass I know you hate it when I try to be cool but this sleepover is going To be great!"

Then I hear it, the whisper so quiet I nearly dont pick up on it.

"I'm sorry." She inhaled sharply.

"Kass? What are you sorry fo-"

What I saw in her room nearly made me stop breathing.

"Kass wha-"

Her arms covered in blood, she was silently crying on the ground, with a knife positioned right over her heart, clutching a piece of paper.

"I'm sorry Chris, I cant do it anymore." She sobbed on the floor.

I walked up to her and took the knife and threw it out the door, as hard as I could.

I grabbed her arm as I started cry, but I checked her arm anyways.

Horizontal, the cuts were horizontal, I sighed out a shakey breath.

I pulled her to her feet and hugged her and we cried on each others shoulders.

I dragged her to the bathroom, pushed her into the shower and turned the shower head on.

I watched the blood swirl down the drain and she sank to the floor.

"Kass why? Why would you do this?" I asked her baffled.

"I'm not anything. Chris I deserve to die."

"No Kassidy. You have a purpose. Kass with out you, I dont know how I would have made it. Kass I love you, you cant leave me now."

"Chris you just dont understand. I'm not happy and I cant be happy."

Aall I could do was stare at her as she continued.

"Things wont get better until I'm gone."

***

Present day

Kass tried committing suicide six more times that year.

I caught her cutting more times then I could count.

But things did get better.

Only because of two bands.

5 Seconds of Summer.

And Twenty One Pilots.

Twenty One Pilots consists of two boys, Tyler Joseph and Joshua Dun.

Their music is centered around telling you that you are depressed or suicidal  and it's okay.

In fact a lyric is "Our brains are sick and thats okay"

She found Twenty One Pilots first.

It brought her out of her depression, their motto is Stay Alive, and thats what she did.

After she found this band, she never cut again.

Then she found 5sos and moved on.

But she still has a spot in her heart for Twenty One Pilots.

After a while she got me to listen to the band, and I fell in love with them.

I mean they saved my best friends life.

Which in the long run, probably saved mine.

Plus their music rocks.

It's my dream to meet them.

But apparently Kass gets her dream first.

But thats okay. I will wait and someday I'll meet my idols.

Anyways back to what was currently happening.

"Luke stop," Hanna whines, "I'm tired." She pouted and Luke mocked her and pouted right back.

"But it's fun." He laughed and poked her in the back.

"CAN YOU GUYS PLEASE SHUT UP." I yelled from the couch.

"Sorry." they both mumbled from the air mattress in the middle of the living room.

We all got home and decided to sleep in my living room.

My parents both went on a business trip in Tokyo and wont be back till the end of the month so we have a while in this empty house.

I mean it is only the second day of the month.

So we all decided to stay at my house. Well... except Calum...

But Luke cant even stand to be in the same room as someone saying his name.

This might put a while damper on the tour...

But after pushing back the San Francisco concert to next month, we just kinda get to hang here.

And Michael is SO cool.

Like seriously.

And funny.

And nice.

He is EVERYTHINGGG.

You know besides Tyler and Josh.

But at least I have a chance with Michael. We are only three years apart.

But with Josh? I'm NINE years apart.

And with Tyler I'm EIGHT years apart.

So you can see why i try harder with Mikey.

But I think he's really starting to like me.

I mean he is only 17.

That's not that far considering I'm almost 15.

Interrupting my thoughts is Mikey who is directly below me from the couch.

"Chris give em a break. They've been through a lot." I can feel him rolling his eyes.

I sighed "I'm tired though" I whined.

He chuckled "And that's okay but just dial it back a bit okay?"

"Okay." I huffed.

"Youguyssomepeoplearetryingtosleephere." Ash mumbles incoherently.

"What? Luke said chuckling a but.

"I'm trying to sleep." Ash said again from the love seat.

"Ash we could trade spots of you would like... I mean you are six feet tall and you chose to sleep on the love seat?"

He sighed "Well I'm too tired to get up now so GOODNIGHT." His words were just a little slurred from his drowsiness.

"Alright I'm tired too. Night y'all." I said yawning.

"Night" All four of them chorused back.

I turned over and let my exhaustion take over and plunge me into darkness.

But not before hearing,

"Night Chrissy dear."

Oh now he's just being mean.

***

Hey yall.

I love TØP okay sue me.

I started high school a couple weeks ago fml.

But anyways fam

Luv y'all

~Peaches~