Jackson Krecioch + Dylan Geick = JYLAN 💘

sad potato

Warning: self-harm
People kept asking me to make another one so here you go!
================================= Jackson's P.O.V

"Useless, ugly, faggot, disappointment." I said as I cut my wrist. I cut too deep and my vision started to blur. "JACKSON!" Yells a familiar voice as I black out.

"Beep, beep, beep." Goes the monitor on the left side of the bed. My lips were chapped and my throat was dry. I couldn't open my eyes they felt so heavy. My head pounded as I remember I fell on the cold, hard floor of my bathroom.

I hear loud cries not just from one person that actually cares about me but, from other people.... my parents, my friends, my cousins, uncles, aunts. All the people I thought didn't give a shit about me were actually feeling a certain emotion about me and this time it's sadness. A emotion I thought they would never direct towards me. I thought as I opened my eyes a little bit.

My whole family, friends, and dylan started to cried happily as they realized I had not taken my own life. "You guys don't care about me. Not at all." I said in a raspy voice. "Honey we all love you and I know we sometimes don't show it but we do. We do care." My mom said.

I started to cry and as I did the doctor came in. "In a week or so he will be able to go home but I suggest you take him to a mental hospital or therapy to help with his depression." The doctor said. I know it's not going to work. A week later my parents forced me to go to therapy and after a few lessons I got better and my life was on track.

I became a happier and better person.
================================= I know this is not Jylan but it's kind of just a message for anyone who feels like this. One of my family members went through this and thankfully she made it out alive.

IM #88 IN FANFICTION WEDNESDAY AUGUST 16, 2017