✩twenty five✩

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Warning: Suicidal content?? I don't know what to call it

Wyatt
I brought the bottle of vodka up to my lips and drank from it, the liquid sloshing down my throat and burning in the process.

A tear rolled down my cheek and I stood up, placing the bottle down and clumsily walking toward the railing on the bridge I was currently standing on.

"Fuck you, Jaeden." I flipped off the night sky, the cold air hitting my skin and making me shiver. My mom is probably worried but I don't care.

I don't care about anyone anymore.

I don't care about..anything..anymore.

I brought one of my feet up and pushed myself up, getting up on the railing.

These past 2 weeks..have been hell. Jaeden's been completely ignoring me, he even started going out with some random bitch, I don't remember his name.

I saw Nicholas follow him into the bathroom once but to be completely honest, I don't give a fuck.

Not my problem anymore.

I brought my arms out to the side and felt the cold breeze graze over my skin, bringing goosebumps to it. I looked below me at the dark blue water that shined in the moonlight.

Fuck it.

I leaned forward and felt my body falling, I closed my eyes and thought about everything that had happened since I met Jaeden.

The bullying.

Him moving in.

Our arrangement.

His sexual assault and rape.

Us falling in love with each other.

Us dating for real.

Me cheating on him.

Him breaking up with me.

Him..getting over me.

Then me, hitting the cold water and letting go of everything and finally not feeling anything at all.

this is so short and I hate myself.

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