Depressing Short Stories/Poems

I'm Coming...

I woke up and stretched, smiling at the mirror across from my bed. I got up and went through my normal morning routine before heading off to school. 

After my morning classes, I was hanging out with all of my friends in the foyer when I realized that my boyfriend wasn't there. He's 3 years older than me so we don't have any classes together, which is why I didn't notice he was absent until now. "Hey Guys? Have any of you seen Marcus today?" Everyone turned to look at me with blank expressions and didn't say a word. "G- Guys? You're scaring me..." One by One, all my friends went back to their conversations, completely ignoring me.  I pulled my knees up to my chest and just kind of sat there until the bell rang, signaling us to go back to class. I stood up from my bench, shaking slightly, and walked alone to my next class. Approximately 5 seconds after I sat down, my teacher came up to me and handed over a small envelope. I took it, slightly confused and turned it over in my hands. On the front was my name, written in a very familiar handwriting. My eyes widened as I ripped open the envelope and pulled out the note inside. As I unfolded the note a small necklace fell out and landed on the floor. My eyes filled with tears as I looked down and realized that it was Marcus's necklace. The necklace I bought him the day we started dating. I quickly picked it up off the floor and looked at the note. It consisted solely of 2 words; "I'm Sorry". 

Ignoring my teachers protests, I stood up and bolted out of the classroom, clutching the necklace in my hand, and ran all the way down to Marcus's house. I knocked loudly on the door, and was greeted with the teary eyed face of his mother. She pulled me into a tight hug and stroked my hair lightly as I cried. A few minutes later, Marcus's mom drove me to the hospital. One of the nurses led me up to his room and I sat next to the bed, tears pouring down my face, and held his hand. He turned his head to look at me and reached a hand over to cup the side of my face. We both sat there for a few moments, just staring into each others eyes before he lowered his hand and whispered; "I Love You, So Much" He squeezed my hand tight before I heard the heart monitor flat line."N- No!!!" I screamed and threw myself onto the bed, sobbing into his stone-still chest. The doctors and nurses all came in and tried to pull me away from him. I resisted all I could until his mom came in and took my wrist, leading me away, still screaming. 

The Love of my Life, just Died in my Arms. 

I woke up in a cold sweat, gasping for breath. I stared at my ceiling for a few moments, my eyes wide and full of tears as I remembered that awful day. I blinked away my tears as I sat up and looked at my clock. 3:46 am  Sigh. I swung my legs over the edge of my bed and let my feet carry me down the stairs and out the front door. I absently walked down the street  towards the bridge, not really paying attention to where I was until I was on top of the Bridge. I stood on the edge of it for a long time, tears streaming down my face, the wind blowing my pink hair into my face. After a while, I looked down at the dark water and whispered; "I'm coming, My Love" 

I Closed My Eyes And Let Myself Fall.