Kill Me, I'm In Love

Chapter 4: We Used To Be Beautiful

"Cameron, I miss you." It is currently 12:04 a.m. in the morning on September 19th, 2016. It was a slightly warm morning and I couldn't forget the color of your eyes.

"I miss you too" I broke down. In my head, I started going through old conversations I've had with you.
"Hey Ciera?"
"Hey Cameron"
"I love you so much"
"I know you do"
- February 10th, 2016 7:34 p.m.

It was a snowy day in January and you messaged me a picture of your face with soap all over it, your hair sticking up in mohawk shape, a shower running in the background, your chest bare.
"Clean" you had said.
I smiled and fell deeper.

July 14 2015 1:20 p.m.
"Hey Ciera, No matter what, you are not worthless. You have meaning. Believe it or not. You have meaning"

September 24th, 2015 12:34 a.m.
"Ciera. You have to promise me that you will never, ever, start harming yourself. Please. Once you start, you can't stop. Please promise me."
"I promise you, Cameron"
Little, did you know.

March 6th 2016 5:06 a.m.
"Are you up?" you messaged me.
"Of course I am"
"Hi" you replied
"I love you, Cameron." I admitted
"I love you, too"
"Guess what"
"What?" You asked me
"I cried"
"For me?" you were getting emotional because of all the medication you were on.
"Of course"
"I love you, Ciera"
"I'm really glad you're alive, Cameron."
The night I got drunk to forget you almost died was the day I felt alive.

Cameron, we used to be beautiful. Please tell me what happened?