Choices and Mistakes

Chapter 7: "Time To Remember"

CHAPTER 7

My sudden burst of confidence at CV disappeared as soon as my house came in sight. In one hand, I'm carrying a bag filled with the items I purchased at CV and in the other, a bouquet of white roses.

I open the front door, fully aware that there isn't any sign of my parents. Quickly, I walk to the kitchen and search for a vase to put the flowers in. Luckily there was a vase, the empty one from breakfast, on the dinning room table just sitting there like it was waiting for me. I adjust the roses so that they're visible from the front door. I clear the table, clean the kitchen and tidy whatever else might catch my parents attention. I want to make sure that the roses are the first thing they see when they get home.

I head to my bathroom upstairs and took out a tiny box. I run down the stairs, opening the garbage bin outside. I chuck the box into it, ignoring the feeling of heartache that dripped through my bones. I go back inside, grab my bag and walk up toward my deceased baby brother's door. I open the door and took a look around. Besides the dust hugging everything in the room, nothing's changed from the nightmare I had this morning. I sit in the spot I last held him and shut my eyes. I can faintly remember tiny details about him, even though I saw a spitting image of him this morning. "I'll remember everything soon enough. Almost there little bro," I whisper to no one in particular. A few tears trickle down my cheeks as I stand to leave. I take one more look around before shutting the door.

I quickly cross the hall and go to my room, afraid that my parents would come early and spoil everything. I put my bag aside and tidy as much as I need to. I open my sketchbook to my last drawing and my notebook to the first entry. I turn on my laptop and impatiently wait for it to boot up. As soon as it's on, I log onto my high school's profile page. I begin typing my status update, "Last day of senior year, finally out of that torturous place. Tonight'll be a party for all of us. All of the grads will be enjoying the parties, getting high, doing who knows what and I'll be taking a long nap. I'm tired of all of you treating me like I'm nothing. I'm still me, nothing's changed. All of you just know my biggest secret. Not much of a secret now right? Thanks to one special person for that, you know who you are. I still deserve to be treated equally. I've still got feelings. If you were me, all you'd want is to have someone and to be treated normally. I lost everything because of you(same person as mentioned before). All I want is a friend, anyone really. I'd be in a better mental state. Life would be bearable, yet there was no kindness at all. What happened to treat others the way you want to be treated? Though, thank you for treating me awfully, for being the worst people I've ever met, and for giving me the chance to see me my baby brother. But most importantly, thank you for forcing a 'gun' into my hands. I've just got to pull the 'trigger'."

I post my status, shut down my laptop and think, I'll just pull the 'trigger'. I place my laptop on my desk under my notebook and reach for the bottle of sleeping pills. I raise my glass of water, holding all the pills in the other hand. "Here we go Ben, time to remember. Goodbye and thanks for nothing world," I swallow and lay down. My phone rings. No, you're not going to bother me, no more, I think, grinning to myself. I close my eyes to the ringing of my phone. Total blackness arrives and engulfs me with open arms.

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That's it(: I hope you enjoyed it.

I have another story currently up called Unexpected and I'd really appreciate if you read that too. Though, that plot isn't anything like this one's.

If you know anyone, or is someone who suffers from depression, I highly recommend for you to go talk to someone, anyone. Heck, you can talk to me if you need to, I'll be more than happy to try and help. If you find someone who'd listens, you'll hopefully see that there's a point to life after all. Try it.

Thank you to you, who's read all 7 short chapters, I hope it was up to your liking. Until the next time/story(:

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