Love: Fighting Depression(boyxboy)

Chapter 13: THE END... Maybe

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Love

Fighting Depression

Chapter 13

The End… Maybe

 

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

 

The past years were behind us, me and Jay were at our last year of high school. We had all decided that we would try and have as much fun as possible for being seniors, but I had a feeling they had done it to make me feel better and forget.

 

My relationship with Jay had become stronger, ignoring all those people who shunned us. Jay was cute, he was like a puppy, following me everywhere, although I think it was Kary who told him to do this, I think Jay would’ve done this either way.

 

Graduation started in only a few hours, and I still hadn’t changed. Even through a year of finally being able to put this all behind me, partially, I still hadn’t been able to get something out of my head.

 

Last year, after the first date and cat, the boy who came. Kyle.

 

He had somehow found out where I lived, and tried to apologize. I couldn’t tell if he was being truthful or trying to trick me again. And now, I can’t seem to get him out, it’s like I want to see him again.

 

But I don’t know if I want to kill him for being such a dick, or forgiving him, even if his actions sent me through a series of near death situations, but at least I came out, not in the way I figured, however.

 

I have to thank him for one thing though. If he had done none of that, me and Jay wouldn’t have the relationship we had attained now. We would have never met, or gained a bond like we currently had.

 

So, Kyle, even for being the dumb ass douche dick you are, you let me find the love of my life. Thanks you fuck.

 

“Eden you ready- GET READY YOU SLOW ASS SLUG!” Summer yelled, passing my room before running to grab Jay, who would probably force me into my clothes. Ugh.

 

~{/\[A Few Hours Later]/\}~

 

Almost all the kids had been called up, I guess being in one of the last homeroom classes really sucks, but at least you get honoured more because it’s the smartest class.

 

My name was coming up fast, the pattern of names you memorize through the entire year, it always happens, you know exactly who comes before and after you, maybe a few over too.

 

I sat there patiently, Summer and Jay and Cylvia and Kaelen were already called up, they waved at me rapidly, I ignored them. It would ruin my amazing mellow expression.