"So what do you wanna listen to?," she glances over at me while she takes the wheel.
"Whatever shit you got." She makes a devilish smile and plays one of her old metal songs. "Fuck yes dude! Fucking Metallica!" She smiles and i look down remembering what she just said to me.
She catches on at my emotion. "Look, i didn't mean that.. i mean," she pauses a bit glaring at the road ahead of us. " It be hell with out you here with me. We have known each other since we were little, and to see that my idiotic and psychopathic friend just fucking killed herself" she stops again and curses to herself. " I'm not trying to guilt trip you into dying but I'm not trying to make you suffer.. i just" she hits her hand against the wheel.
"I know... I'm sorry i didn't mean to upset you. I just think the world will be better with out me. But i don't really have the fucking balls to hurt myself cause then i realize I'm hurting others, ill feel guilty in the end and uggghhhhhhh" i hit my head and look down. i feel her arm go around me and smile a bit. "I know this must sound kinda stupid," i sigh.
"It's just depression. I'm here okay? If shit in life gets you down you can always come to me babe," i smile hearing her voice calm me down. She turns in at a McDonald's and orders us nuggets and large fries. "Now we feast on diabetes and cancer, my darling! Enjoy!" she says with a slight British accent and gives me my bag of food.
I thank her and begin eating the fries first feeling the heat radiate off and savoring the salt on my tongue. I catch her looking at me again, that dazed smiling face. What does she see in me? My acne scars and chapped lips? I know she has feelings for me, I'm just scared if we get together that things will get weird between us. " What are you staring at loser?"
"A nerdy little shit," she mumbles with the many fries in her mouth. I tell her to chew her food before she talks shit and shes dying of laughter. By the time noon is almost over we finish up and head back to school.
Before i could take a step up the stairs the bell right. Fucking shit Kate. I turn around slowly and glare at her. She smiles with a fry in her mouth. "I'm sorry we are late baby," she looks at me with big puppy eyes.
In frustration, I run to my next class. "Ill see you after school fucker!," I yell. Running down the hall i see my teacher glare at me in disappointment.
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Faking Death
Teen FictionJamie is a struggling high school student laced up in depression. Along with her friend Kate, has been with her though hell and back. One day Jamie decides to commit suicide and give everything up. With all the overwhelming thoughts she decides to f...