Corbyn had just finished telling his girlfriend about the events that had happened the previous night.
The two hadn't seen each other of about a three months now and Corbyn had witnessed a change in attitude in the girl. She seemed to be a lot more selfish and almost seemed annoyed with him.
"You know what I think about suicidal people?" Lisa asked.
"What?" Corbyn said. He had a hunch that the girl was going to say something bad.
"Let them die. They're weak and this world doesn't need week people." Corbyn was shocked at what his girlfriend had just told him. He was now certain that she had changed and no longer wanted anything to do with her.
"People with mental health issues are not weak, Lisa. They're the strongest people you will ever meet. Being suicidal isn't a weakness. It's a sign if staying strong for far too long." Corbyn's anger was prominent in that statement.
"We're done, Lisa. Don't call me." He stood up and walked out of the cafe which was now completely silent.
He walked and walked until he reached a river. He had no idea where he was and at that moment he didn't care. He picked up a stone and chucked it far into the river, letting out a large scream. He sat down on a patch of grass and tears started falling from his eyes.
"Why?" He kept muttering to himself. "Why?" He cried and cried until he feel asleep at the side of the lake.
A/N cannot tell you how much I hated making Cristina so negative.
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Speechless// Jachary
FanfictionHe didn't speak much when he was younger. only a sentence or two a day. When his dad died, he stopped completely. *** "Why doesn't he ever say anything?" "he's mute, Zach."
