***Amber's POV***
I couldn't even get out of bed. I had basically stopped living my life. I felt awful. I was full of sorrow, and pain. I couldn't forgive myself. Nothing I tried worked. It's too much.
Yesterday, I snuck a bottle of pills into my room. This time I wasn't going to let Grant, or even Cole save me.
My bedroom door is locked, and I' laying all wrapped up in my blankets. I pour the pills into my hand, and toss them in my mouth. I swallow them, and I wait.
Almost immediatley, I felt the pills taking affect.
It was hard to breathe. I closed my eyes, and I waited.
Tears falling down my face, I softly sang a song my mom always sang to me when I was younger when I was afraid.
And right now, I am very afraid. I don't now what's going to happen to the people I love.
This will ruin their lives.
As i finished the last line of the song, I take a breath, and everything slowly slips from me.
***Grant's POV***
I drove over to Dylan's house to see how she was doing. She haden't been at school for the last week, and haden't answered my texts.
I knocked on the front door, but nobody answered.
I got the spare key that was hidden, and i opened the front door.
"Dylan?" It was too quiet in the house.
I walked over to her bedroom, and tried the handle. It was locked. I slammed into the door, and it popped open.
I looked over at Dylan's bed. She was asleep. I walked over to her and tried to wake her, "Dylan. Wake up." As I looked closer, I saw that her face was grey. I put my hand to her cheek. It was cold.
I shook her, "Dylan! Wake up!" I put my fingers on the side of her neck, trying to find a pulse, but there wasn't.
I picked her limp body up and hugged it cloes to my chest, "Dylan." My voice was a whisper, "Please. Don't leave." I sniffed and wiped a tear off my cheek.
It was my fault she was dead. I wasn't here for her.
And now, I won't be able t help.
Dylan is dead.
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Wow. What a sad journey with Dylan. What really hit me as I was witing this, is that things like this happen everyday. Suicide is unpreventable. So many lifes are taken due to depression, abuse, abortions, and even just a breakup. It's so sad. Let's do this; let's try and get this book 4,000 votes, and donate to the suicide prevention foundation. Let's work on ending this heart breaking, life changing, terrible thing. Lets end suicide, self harm, abuse.
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