Ethan
Today's the day. All I have to do is down some pills and jump.
How hard could that be?
Not hard at all.
When should I do it?
Tonight, not in the morning, you'll drawn to much attention
Ok...
I get up and look at the small bag, a bottle of antidepressants and the note.
Tonight...
I go downstairs to see Marks awake.
"Hey, Mark." I say. He turned around.
"Hi Eth." Mark says.
"Thank you." I say without thinking.
"For what?" Mark asks.
"Being there for me, if I didn't move to LA with you, Tyler, Kathryn, and Amy, I probably would've been dead, h-he p-probably would've d-done it h-himself if I-I didn't." I say and in the middle of it starting to cry.
"You really don't have to thank me." Mark says giving me a hug. I nod.
Good thing you thanked him before you end your life.
Eh, he might get suspicious
True
Maybe we should do it sooner
No later is ok
Fine
Yay.
I cry for a few minutes. Once I'm done Mark looks into my eyes. They were dull, the only thing I'm happy about is dying. Was he searching for at least one bit of hope. There was none. Always will be none. That's until I die, which will be soon.
Dinner time came and I see that Mark is doing something for YouTube.
Now is perfect
Do it now
Ok... I get up and grab the bag. I put the note on the counter and bring the bag with me to the rooftop. I grab the pills from the bag and go up the stairs. I look at the building surrounding.
Hurry!
I have a few minutes
Fine.
I take a deep breath and walk to the edge, I open the pill bottle and look at the pills.
I grab about twenty of them and put them in my mouth. Then I grab more and put them in.
"Ethan!" Mark yells. Then I pass out.
Mark
I look at the note... I read the first few lines and know what he's doing. I run to the roof and see him.
"Ethan!" I yell he looks at me and passes out.
He had a bottle of pills.
"Oh no! Ethan you'll be ok." I say starting to cry. I pick him up and carry him to my car and drive him to the hospital.
Once I get there they take him from me.
"Please be ok..." I whisper.
I sit down in one of the seats.
I wait.
After hours the doctor says something.
"Visitors for Ethan Nestor."
I go to the room Ethan was in.
He looked a little gray and almost lifeless. He was unconscious. I teared up just looking at him.
"Me: it happened again."
Sent to Jack and 5 others.
I look at Ethan.
"Y-your to young E-Eth, please d-don't d-die on m-me."
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Crazy (Crankiplier)
Fanfiction"Its crazy how one day your best friend be happy, cheerful, and then the next their on the bathroom floor with cuts on their wrists..." Yet the act was fake and everyone believed it...
