****TRIGGER WARNING****
Also there's a lot of P.O.V changes so I'm sorry if it's kind of confusing.
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TRISTAN'S P.O.V
July 15. The past few weeks haven't been the best. I've been cutting more. I'm still doing it every single day. I've also started to smoke. Alexis knows I'm not doing well and she's trying her best to help but I don't really want help. I don't care if I die, I'm actually thinking about killing myself more and more. It doesn't scare me like it used to. I believe death will be peaceful and quiet. I'm kinda looking forward to it.
Right now it's 7 o'clock. I skipped dinner. Again. I'm sitting in my room going through all my pictures. I just uploaded all o them to my laptop and I'm finishing up my video. The video is basically this summer in pictures. From the first day at the caves till the other day when we went to the zoo. I usually don't start crying till the very end but tonight was different. As soon as it started so did the crying.
Tonight was different because its going to be my last.
Once the video was over I fixed a few things and then wrote a few notes explaining everything. I knew they wouldn't find it till later on but that's how I wanted it.
TWO HOURS LATER
I was sitting in my bathroom with the door locked. I just swallowed a hand full of pills and I can feel my body slowly shutting down. About two minutes later everything became blurry. I was scared or worried about anything. All of a sudden I couldn't see anything besides the darkness.
ALEXIS P.O.V
I had been texting Tristan for the past two hours. He didn't calm me before bed time like He has every night since the day I found out. He didn't answer my calls, I left 8 voicemails begging him to call me back. I sent him over 15 texts asking him where he was and whether he's alright or not.
I finally gave up with him and called his mom. I asked her to check on him and she said she would go do that then call me back.
TRISTAN'S MOMS P.O.V
I hug up with Alexis and went up to Tristan's room. His door was shut so I knocked, when he didn't answer I tried to open the door but it was locked. I started to freak out.
"John, come here! Tristan's door is locked and he's not responding!" I called.
John came running upstairs. It took a few tries but he eventually got the door open. We walked in and looked around.
Tristan wasn't there.
"Check of the windows are open, I'll check the bathroom." I said pointing to both and stopping when I noticed that his bathroom door was shut. I ran up to it knocking frantically. Once again there was no response. John broke that door too.
And there, sitting on the floor, was Tristan. He looked so young. His eyes were closed and it looked as if he was just sleeping.
John ran up to him saying his name and shaking his shoulder. No response. I pulled out my phone and called the police telling them what happened and they sent an ambulance to the house.
Once I hung up with them I called Alexis. I told her what happened and she started crying. I heard her call for her parents and then she said she was on her way.
When she got here she came running up the stairs. The ambulance pulled up just as she got to his side. She laid his head on her lap, she combed through his hair while she was crying and mumbling things. She kept saying his name and kept trying to get him to respond but he never did.
The paramedics came upstairs moments later. They asked a lot of questions and then they took Tristan away. Alexis screamed and almost wouldn't let them take him. She was taking it the worst out of all of us because she was trying trying so hard to help win a battle that just couldn't be won.
Her father came in and took her down to the car.
"It's time to go home," he said.
"No, take me to the hospital," she hiccuped.
"Alexis please don't do this. It's late and we all need to go home and sleep. Well go see how he's doing tomorrow," he said in a stern voice.
"I'm not gonna sleep dad, my best friend just tried to kill himself. Now he's in the hospital and he might not make it. We don't know if we found him in time or not. Dad, I just want to be there for him invade he does wake up," she pleaded.
He sighed and looked around at everyone. I knew he was going to give in, he had to.
"Alright, I'll take up and drop you off," he finally said.
She didn't jump for joy or even smile. She just nodded slightly and got in the car. John and I got in our car and drove off to the hospital.
20 minutes later we were all sitting in a room waiting for a nurse or doctor to come and tell us whats going on.
ALEXIS P.O.V
A nurse finally came in and told us he was in room 175. She lead us down a couple of hallways and stopped in front of a closed door. She smiled a little bit as she opened it, all I did was nod. We entered really cautiously, as if we didn't want to wake him. But I'm pretty sure that even if we had been as loud as we wanted to, he still wouldn't have woken up. Instead he just sat there in the bed, not moving.
I turned and look around to see what everyone else was doing. We all just stood there for a few minutes taking in the sight of the boy that was lying in front of us.
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