Aint it awful to be young and suicidal

✖️Chapter 2✖️

We got out of school. Ofcorse I'm stressed. I don't do any work and expect good grades. I'm a failure at everything. I was walking out with kamire. Since she's my ride. It was pure silence to each other since this morning . But I did say I was going to be the next suicide on the news. But, she's knows if I go to far I wouldt care. But again I will hurt her.we got into the car and shimmied me body back. I was always small figured. Kamire looked at me as if I had answers. I suddenly broke the silence "you know I'll never hurt you, but you expect me to be okay.well I'm not okay."I said jumpy. "Okay" she said "why do you act so different in front of others. It's like you hate me giving me the short end of the stick" I replied "so you don't want to know me?you know my real story. The real me. Want to drop all that including a friendship" she once again gave me the stare. Her expressions were like knifes. Kamire started the car. And pulled out. We were driving and decided to talk over lunch. But you know. I'm super broke. I mean like broke as hell. So she payed. I felt bad by the way. We walked into the coffee shop with kamire. She ordered for us and I picked the seat. I sat down and waited for her. As a guy was siting alone in the seat beside us. He was mysterious. I've never looked at anyone that way. He had blue eyes and blonde hair. He was normal. Not for me. Kamire say down. "So, why do you want to die?" she asked . That sad fast I thought. "We'll it started with being different but now it's just a constant pain and reminder of failure" "than why don't you try" she said "really,why don't I try. Give me a list of things and I'll explain each"I said. She explained he List . School,family,and dreams."

I had brought a book along . I was called "will Grayson will Grayson" my hand pressed against the second will on the book. I said "I have no dreams. Dreams are overrated and a constant reminder again of failure. school, I have no time for it. Sadness takes over. And the last effing thing I wanna think about is algebra when it have a damn gun in my hand." She started to tear. I don't know why. She got up and left a tip. She left me. "We'll, I'm screwed" I said louder Than I needed. The guy beside me looked over and smiled a smirk.