The Sunset // Suicidal Love Story

Chapter Eight

I wake up and still feel him next to me. I look over at him and he's staring at me. His cheeks turn read. Wow, his cheeks just turned red.
"We're you watching me sleep?" I ask him with a grin on my face.
"No!" He states and his cheeks turn even redder.
"You don't have to lie, I saw you. You've been caught Brant."
   "Sorry, you just looked so peaceful. Way more peaceful than you were last night..." He gives me a saddened look.
   A single tear fell down his face.
   "Why would you try and do that to yourself when you have a parents, a home, a friend?"
   "I don't belong here. I'm just a nobody that no one pays attention to and...." I choke up. I can't say anything more. Once again I'm sobbing.
   He takes me into his arms. I don't want him to let go but I can't stay like this. I can't depend on someone else to make me happy.
   "It's ok. You ok. We will get through this together. I will always be here for you." He says softly.
   I push away from him. I feel so bad but I can't depend on someone else. It's not fair.
   "What's wrong?" He asks me.
   "I can't depend on you to make me happy..."
    "Are you fucking kidding me?" He looks at me with big sad eyes,"You are aloud to depend on people. Especially when no one will look at you twice. I'm here with you, I care enough to be here. I spend the night because you asked me too. I don't understand why you have to be so distant all the time. I'm trying to help you through this. I want you to get through this."
   I just sit there staring at him and he's doing the same. My heart breaks. I'm such an ass. Why didn't I just except that he was trying to help me. I guess it's back to the drawing board. I made him upset, now he won't like me. I have to find another way to kill myself, and fast.
   "It's ok... You don't need to do that.. Sorry but you need to wake up and understand that some people do care. Not everyone is against you."
   This time I grab him. I knocked him over and I mates my head on his chest. I'm going to miss him.... I start crying, getting his shirt all wet.
   "Sorry...." I mumble.
   "It's just a shirt, you are more than welcome to get your tears all over it."
   I look up at him and realize he's been looking at me the whole time. I get off of him and head towards my closet to change. I picked out high waisted jeans with a white crop top. I don't care if I change in front of him. I won't be here after tomorrow, for sure this time.
   I take off my shirt and my pants. I don't look at him I just put on my jeans and my top and then head towards the bathroom to brush my teeth. I notice him standing in the doorway.
   "Is it okay if I change my shirt or do you want me to wear your tears?"
   "No, you can change."
   I brush my teeth and head towards my bed. I sit down and wait for him to change his shirt. He's wearing one of my oversized white tees.
   "Why don't we go get breakfast"