Noah's POV
I entered the bedroom and sat at my study immediately tearing pieces of paper from my book and started writing my final words.
I was in a cycle ; write . crush the paper in a ball . toss it in the bin .
"Fuck it! No one would care." I muttered under my breath. Standing up I pick up the rope from the shopping bag tying the noose and brought one of the chairs from the dining room and placed it under the fan . I stand on top of the chair and position the rope on the blade leaving the noose in level of my neck .
Grabbing the sides of the noose I place it on my neck and move my right leg forward and images of the girl flashes before my eyes .
Don't let them get to you
Left leg forward
You're nice
Right leg forward
Lies
Eyes glued to the floor. I can finally meet mom
Don't let them
Don't let them
Both legs forward
You're nice
What they say are trash and lies
You're nice
You're nice
Don't let them
What they throw is trash
Trash
Lies
I remove my noose from my neck and get down to the floor tears streaming down my face and sob uncontrollably letting all the feelings trapped in my chest for so long.
My dad entered the home , by entered I meant practically drunk and shoving everything out of his way and looks at me utter disgust .
"Stop that crying right now! . Only girls cry . Are you a little girl Noah ?! Want me to buy you a little pink dress?" He spat and threw his alcohol bottle near me which shattered to pieces.
I hate stereotypes!
After noticing the noose he laughed. "Couldn't complete the deed boy? Now get up and clean this mess you worthless coward!"
He walked wobbly and slumped on the couch and turned on the T.V while shoving more alcohol down his throat. I cringed in disgust and started picking up the glass pieces and throwing them in the bin .
I ate the leftover pizza from the fridge and went to bed with a small smile emerging on my lips as I thought about the beautiful girl with leaf brown hair tumbling down her shoulders, her emerald green eyes glazing over , she had cherry sweet lips and a sweet voice and oh how can you forget the cute dimple on her right cheek .
For the first time I slept peacefully through the night and couldn't get the silly smile out of my face and for the first time I was looking forward to school.
It's Leigh
"Thank you Leigh" I mumble in my pillow
2 chapters in a row
I know I know I'm nice :P :P
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