In love G.D

itll never be the same..

*4 months later*

It's been four months till he passed away... I still can't believe he's actually gone... I can't sleep, I don't eat or talk to anyone anymore.. I just can't live knowing I caused him to crash... It was my fault.. and it still haunts me to this day... I'm now in a therapy session... Y/n got me to come regularly because she thinks in going insane.. in not though! I'm perfectly fine...

Therapist: so what have you been hearing and seeing?

Grayson: whenever I think about him or say anything about him I just hear someone wispering my name, I see weird things but y/n says it's not there.

Therapist: I believe you have schizophrenia.

Grayson: what is that?

Therapist: it's a illness what you usually get if something really bad happens and it's a shock to you or if you are depressed.

Therapist: it's a illness what causes you to hear , see , smell Things what arnt happening and arnt real.

I sit there confuzed... So I am going crazy... I'm not actually hearing or seing things..

Therapist: there is medication we can give you to help it , but there's one problem.

Grayson: what is the problem?

Therapist: if you've got really bad depression, it can trigger suicide.

Grayson: I'll be okay.

She goes through her cabnet the other side of the room and passes me a little tub of tablets...

Therapist: I'll see you in 2 weeks.

Grayson: Okay , thank you.

I turn the corner... And hear my name being called... I follow it , getting confused... I jump when I see that it's Ethan..

Grayson: Ethan!

Ethan: shh

Grayson: your alive?!

Ethan:I never died.

Grayson: what!

Ethan: but you need to help me leave the country.

Grayson: what?!

Ethan: yeah.

I pull out my tablets and Ethan pulls a face..

Ethan: what are they?

Grayson: medication.

Ethan: don't take them.

Grayson: why?

Ethan: just don't.

I ignore him and put the tablet in my mouth swallowing it ... He shakes his head.. and the next thing I know he's gone... It was a hallucination... He is still dead.. I cry to myself.. I thought he was actually here.. I run outside towards my car.. to drive home...
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Y/n: so?

Grayson: they said I have some illness which causes me to hear see and smell things what arnt real or sent actually there. Ans she gave me medication for it.

Y/n: okay. Are you okay?

Grayson: I'll never be okay. Ever again.

Y/n: why?

Grayson: because he's dead.

Y/n: grayson who's dead?

Grayson: Ethan is.

Y/n: what are you talking about?
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