Prologue

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"Sam........when you were about to die I couldn't handle it. The voices got too much. They always told me it was my fault. Everything was my fault. They told me to cut and go drink and that's what I would do.

But when you were only hours away from dying they told me to leave the hospital. They told me to climb the tallest building. They told me to go onto the roof because everything that was happening was because of me.

That you would be better alone. So when they told me to go to the edge I did but I sat down. When Elton kept texting me and texting me I knew it wasn't going to be good.

And when I checked my phone once the last message went off the message saying you died.......it pushed me over the edge Sam. It pushed the voices to be louder.

So I did what they told me to. I took the gun out of the bag and put it to my head. My phone started going off more. A janitor came to the room because he saw my climb up the stairs........if he didnt push me in time the bullet wouldn't of hit my shoulder.....

It would of gone through my head. I told you when you were sleeping that I couldn't live without you and I wasnt lying but the voices. They hurt sometimes.

They finally left when you woke up but when you were getting surgery for the second time they came back. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my puffy sleepy face and they came back. Telling me I was pathetic.

Sam...........the voices leave when you are here but there are times they come and go but without you......I wouldn't be here today. They would drive me over the edge to the point I would literally go over a edge." I say staring at my hands. I feel tears to down my cheeks and I look at Sam.

"I was shattered Sam. From the very beginning of all of this....heartache I became shattered but with you the pieces got reattached and I don't want you to leave me again or I'll probably be heartbroken......I'll probably......be demolished." I say looking at Sam.

I stare at him as tears roll down my cheek and my hands start shaking. I stare at him and remember all the times we laughed and had fun. I stare at him and remember the first time I looked into his eyes and knew I loved him.

I stare at him and realize that without him I would be heartbroken, well more like demolished. He is my rock and without him I wouldn't be me but maybe there's a time in life when you need to learn how being demolished is and how to take care of your self...

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