Kik Crush

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 Mentions of suicide

Pj laid in his tub bath water running cold. He looked down at the bloody water. He tried to forget and understand what he just did. He stared off into the water. His clothes soaked and stuck to his body.

That day, all his friends left him. His boyfriend broke his heart. He was thrown into a locker and bruised.

He had all right to do what he did.

But it didn't feel right.

He climbed out the tub still soaking and took his clothes off. He stared into the mirror at his bare chest, tracing his scars with his thumb. Where his breast would be if he never went through with it. He grabbed a pill bottle from his medicine cabinet. 

He couldn't break the stupid child proof cap.
He tried to blink back the tears that threatened to fall at any moment.

He struggled to open it with his hands. He loosened it up with his teeth.

He screamed in frustration banging the bottle at the counter breaking it open. A few flung all over the bathroom. The little left in the bottle he gulped down.

He slowly fell to the floor in a fetal position. Tears leaving water marks down his pale white cheeks.

His eyes drifted off into unconsciousness.
He accepted death. He brought it onto himself. No one else. He should've never believed in the word 'Love '
But you can't tell your heart to stop feeling. 

Feeling heavier and heavier, he leaned off to the side resting onto the bathtub. He smiled.

Free of pain

Free of sorrow

Free from hatred.

He was free.

A knock at the bathroom door knocked him out of  his final thoughts.

"Pj? What the fuck! The water is still running! Pj open the god damn door!"

It's his room mate Jade. Guess he should've known.
She barged into the bathroom to see him.

Bandages covering up his fresh scars. The empty pill bottle in his hands. Some covering the floor..

She called the police and took him to the hospital.

He's okay now.. 

But he wishes he wasn't.