Warning: this chapter contains things that could shock some people. If ur ok with suicide or overdose things, then just read.
Lele's POV
I'm at my apartment. Alone. All the gang went in their houses. Juanpa went with this girl. My friends didn't call. I feel sick. My stomach hurts.My head hurts.
My heart hurts.
I run to the bathroom and close the door. I don't wanna eat. I don't wanna look. I don't wanna live.
Why am I so depressed ? Nothing is wrong with my life. I have friends, family, and money. I have a life that millions of people would like to have. I'm stupid. Stupid for being sad. I just wanna sleep.
Sleep. Sleep. Sleep.
This word echoes in my hand, yells at me. I need to sleep. To go away.
Let the pain go away.
I open the bathroom shelf and quickly find the medicine bag. I randomly search inside, and soon my hand finds a little package with lots of pills. Sleeping pills. Or anti-depression pills. I don't know. I just open it and take enough of them to fill my hand. By small groups, I « eat » them, drinking water between each time. After being finished, I take scissors and start cutting my legs. Soon a big scar appears on my right leg. It's bleeding. Deep and red blood. Like a rose. Rose like love. Love like Juanpa. Juanpa like pain.
And - everything-becomes-black.
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Zuripons, a love story
RomanceLele Pons and Juanpa Zurita are famous viners on the internet. They are both really close friends and a lot of their fans ship them. It was just a health friendship...But a little thing changed everything.
