While we were kissing, I felt the need to stop. I seriously couldn't do this anymore. No emo shit included here and I knew that I changed. I changed because Tyler helped me change into a normal human being. I liked being this way and I loved being with Tyler. I couldn't take anymore so I let go.
"Why - Why'd you let go?" He whispered to me.
"Tyler, I don't - I don't know if I can do this anymore.." I told him.
"Do what? Weren't - " He stopped and looked around." Weren't we official?" He asked me quietly so no one could hear.
"...Tyler.. I'm sorry." I turned the other way and walked home. I heard him running to me and grab my arm. He kissed me. Again.
"Stop." I ran home and looked back. He just stood there.
I cried on my way home and stopped running halfway there. I loved Tyler, I just couldn't be with him. I didn't want to be with him.
I ran home and into my room and heard someone talking inside. I pressed my ear to the door and heard my uncle talking to another guy. I crashed inside and saw them sitting on my bed.
"Oh, Hi London." The guy greeted me.
"Hi..Who-Who are you again?" I was confused.
"Oh, your Uncle signed you up for a therapist but he told me you feel better now." He told me.
"Oh..OH! I remember." I smiled at him. I ran back downstairs and opened a pepsi.
I waited for about..15-20 minutes before I saw him leave and saw Stan walking down the steps.
As soon as the guy left the room I questioned Stan.
"Who was he?" I told him. "Stan, I don't need a therapist."
"You did before!" He yelled.
"You know what? Sorry for asking." I ran up the steps and threw the empty pepsi can at him.
"London.." He told me.
"Whatever." I reached my room and jumped onto my bed.
I heard my phone ringing. I looked at the caller ID and saw 'Private'. I answered it and heard a familiar voice.
"Hello?" The voice said. "Is this London?"
"Yeah..who is this?" I asked weirdly.
"Cyril!" He laughed.
"Ohh. Hey Cyril." I said quietly.
"You seem down.. Wanna meet at the park in..5?" His voice seemed so chill and soft.
"Sure.. See you there." I felt him smile through the phone and that just made me smile too.
I picked out cute light pink shorts, a white crop-top and light aqua blue suspenders. I thought I looked better with my hair out and my white toms.
I called a taxi and by the time it got here I ran inside. I eventually got to the park and when i got there I say Cyril sitting on the bench. He saw me and smiled. I smiled at him too and sat next to him.
"I like your outfit. Isn't it quite cold though?" He stated.
"Uh, yeah. Haha. I just rushed anyway." I told him.
"Cute. Haha." He laughed.
"Well.." I joked.
He walked under a tree and sat back. Next to him, was a basket and a red and white plaid blanket on the ground. I was guessing he was going to do a picnic with me so I walked towards the basket and picked it up.
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Suicide is my Choice
Genç KurguMy name's London Blu.I'm 18.& I go to high school.The 4nd year of it.The WORST school year.I get bullied, everyone hates me, I dont have parents, but happy things in my life, turn around.And sad things in my life, turn around. Nothing can change me...