My Happy Little Pill

Chapter 3: The Past Is In The Past

a/n: hey guys wow three updates already can i get wooot can i get a ho yaaaaa

DISCLAIMER: THIS CHAPTER HAS BLOODY AND GRAPHIC SCENES OF DEPRESSION AND SUICIDE. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE INTENSE DEPRESSION SCENES. I WILL RECAP IN THE NEXT UPDATE FOR ANY OF YOU WHO CHOSE NOT TO READ IT. I WILL TELL YOU WHEN ITS GOING TO START SO YEA ILY but without further ado, heres chapie 3 let me know what ya think in the comments :))

*Darcys POV*

"why is there a van in my driveway??" she thought to herself.

since her mom took the night shift at work, she was home alone. this happened once or twice a week so she got pretty used it.

darcy called up maddy, by now them two have gotten pretty close.

"hey mads i think i have a problem.."

"whats the sitch?"

(a/n:they're acting out kim possible lol)

darcy walked out of her room and acted all ninja like, she was doing quite well with being quiet....until she remembered she had a staircase and well, she went tumbling down the stairs doing summer saults on the way down, all while somehow managing to keep her phone in her hand. she finally landed at the bottom and could hear maddy laughing her arse off through the other line.

"not funny" she said as she swiped the dust off of her shoulders. maddy continued to laugh.

she hung up with maddy. getting aggitated at her laugh attack. becoming more serious, darcy opened the door to see the black van had vanished, leaving skid marks on road.

"fuck." she whispered to herself. it was then that she realised there was a note sitting on the welcome mat, darcy picked up the note in confusion -

"listen up darcy, stay away from luke if you know its best for you. i know you're the new girl and shit but i couldn't care less. if i catch you with him one more time, i wont hesitate to end you."

darcy just stood there. holding the note with her now shaking hands. she quickly re-dialed maddy and read her the note.

"what the fuck? how does this person know where you live and know you're seeing luke??" maddy sounded mad. {pun intended ;)}

"they must go to our school, i'll call you back later i need to get this off my mind." she hung up and started pacing in circles around her house trying to figure out what to do. does she call the cops? no. does she tell the school guidance counselor? no. she decided to call luke.

*Lukes POV*

*story of my life starts playing as his ringtone*

"hey darc-" he was cut off by darcy immediately replying back, not even giving him a chance to say hello.

"i need to cancel our date."

"what? why?!"

"somethings uhh... somethings come up." and with that she hung up.

"god damnit! i knew it. i knew would fuck up again. when am i not such a mess?!" luke yelled at him self in frustration.

-STOP READING HERE IF YOU CANT HANDLE-

luke had been suffering from clinical depression since 7th grade. he got so much pressure from his parents and teachers to be perfect just like his sister. some guy off the street offered him to smoke. that started a bad trail for him. he got hooked on many drugs, some even illlegal. he found out later in 8th grade that over dosing on pills could kill you. that urked his curiousity.