WARNING: triggers (suicide, self harm) are in the chapter. If you don't want to read that then skip this chapter
A Ticking Clock:
Chapter 14:
Felicity's POV:
When Finnegan finished, I looked in the mirror to see a special assortment of circles, dots, and lines on my face. "Do you like it?" he asked me. "I love it." I smiled as he sat down in front of me. He handed me the paintbrush and I did a unique assortment of circles, dots, and lines on his face. When I finished, I handed him the mirror and he smiled. "We're almost done." He said, motioning for me to take off my clothes. I bit my lip and took off my shirt and pants. He did the same and handed me a large white t-shirt and a pair of basketball shorts. I put them on and he did the same. He painted on my arms and I did the same to his. "Ready?" he asked, slipping on his tennis shoes. I put back on my TOMS and watched him put something in his pocket. "Where are we going?" I asked him as we climbed out the window. "Somewhere fun." He said and we ran to the meadow.
Finnegan's POV:
This time felt right. I was with my best friend and I've been trying to commit for a few months now. I finally have someone to be with so I won't be in heaven alone. "What are we doing Finn?" felicity asked me, her dark brown hair flew with the breeze that was around us. "Have you ever thought about killing yourself?" I asked her sitting in the middle of the meadow. "Yeah." She answered and sat down in front of me. "I have too." I said and she held my hand tightly. I took out a bottle of pills and a pocket knife my uncle gave me. She grabbed the knife and opened it up. I watched as she carved into her fragile arm. I did the same, watching the blood drip out of our arms. Elle kissed me gently on the cheek and I smiled, handing her a handful of pills. "Together?" she asked. "Together." I answered. We raised our hands up and took the pills together. We laid down in the field and watched the sun set as our eyes closed forever.
A/N: Sorry for ending this story this way. I know this is a really sad ending. After this chapter will be an epilogue. I hope you guys have enjoyed this story and pay attention for other stories I have. They won't be directly connected to this but they'll have storylines based on a mental disorder.
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A Ticking Clock
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