Love: Fighting Depression(boyxboy)

Chapter 7: Forgiveness

Liked this chapter a bit better than 6… It’s so… Emotional, I actually started crying as I wrote this. My life has been really weird for the past few days and my mind’s a mess, so I’m lucky that I could even write… Well whatever.

 

Anyways enough the ranting, and on with the reading! Enjoy!

 

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Love

Fighting Depression

Chapter 7

Forgiveness

~{/\[Three Weaks Later]/\}~

 

/:><{0}><:\Jay/:><{0}><:\

 

I walked around the school looking for Eden, I had to apologize for the confusion, he probably hates now,  I’ve avoided him for two weeks. Summer left ahead of me and I was forced to walk alone, which really sucked. She was probably looking for him too.

 

“Eden!” I yelled, hoping he would follow the sound of his name, and not run away noticing it was me.

 

That was when I spotted him, across the quad walking, looking at the ground. I ran to him, both worried and relieved I had found him. He looked up at the sound of feet.

 

“Jay?” He said in a weak raspy voice. He looked tired, dark circles and all.

 

His right hand was gripping his left wrist awkwardly, and he tried to hide it.

 

“What happened?” I asked before he fell onto me.

 

~{</>}~Eden~{<\>}~

 

~{/\[A Week Prior]/\}~

 

The night was quiet, darkness surrounding me, the only light coming from the window, where the moon beckoned me. I sat near the glass door leading to my morch, staring at the stars.

 

With the glass reflecting some of the shinier objects in my room, the knife in my open backpack glistened, swiping my gaze from the beauty of the moon.

 

I crawled over, mesmerized by the blade, reaching over and touching it, flinching when I felt the coldness of it.

 

Should I? I thought, knowing that I had no idea what would happen if I did. Other than bleeding of course.

 

I felt tears bursting through as I lifted the blade, carefully tip toeing to my bathroom, where I sat on the white floor.

 

I raised the blade and I… I pressed it against my skin. I winced as it pierced it, but it felt… Weird. The blood rapidly began flowing out from my arm, and I rapidly stuck it in the tub and let grabbed a towel.