Suicide Chat

LUKE

I can hear footsteps and voices coming to my door, they sound angry. As sweat drips down my forehead I stand from my bed and step carefully to the door, i open it to see and hear nothing. "These fucking pills aren't doing anything " I mutter angrily and swat the fresh pill bottle from off my bed side table. As i sit on my bed i rest my hands in my head and huff. I haven't been to school in forever and while that sounds like a dream come true it's really not. I miss seeing people that are actually there, being in the sun, hanging out with friends and not reading the same old books. I swipe my phone off of my desk and climb out of my window onto the roof. I open my messages and of course none, so I exhale and set in in my pocket. I sit on the roof till i hear my mom coming up the stairs, then i swing into my window and crack open a book at my desk.She pokes her head in as I turn my head she smiles a bit at me and simply says "dinner" and closes the door. I exhale with relief, I walk down stairs