coma ❀ michael clifford ❀ book three

drea

it’d been two years since calum had jumped,

 

and they’d still never found his body.

 

two years later,

 

and i still went back to that god damned bridge

 

every single day.

 

it was getting old, sometimes i’d hear things,

 

see people who looked a hell of a lot like

 

my boys,

 

or even physically feel them next to me.

 

but somewhere in the back of my mind,

 

i knew that it was just my imagination.

 

but, that was exactly the problem,

 

i wished it wasn’t.

 

and then, when the sounds and the visions became too much to handle,

 

i turned around,

 

and ran straight into the street.

 

and as quick as that,

 

my light was out.

 

yours,

drea.

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i promise im not a freak i dont enjoy killing my characters off but after all this is called the suicide series and it is needed to keep the plot going and this may be the last death but probably not 

coma is my favorite book in the series so stay with me for like 11 more chapters ok ily