Christian and Damon

Chapter One

Chapter 1

I close my eyes and I can still see it. I can still see my best friend lying in a pool of his own blood.

(Flashback)

"Oh my god! Christian!" I scream at the lifeless form. I run to check his pulse and I can't feel anything. I see blood coming from his wrists. "Why would he try to kill himself? I didn't even know he cut!" I think aloud. I realise I'm beginning to lose my wits. His heart is still beating so I tear a strip of my Pokemon shirt off and wrap it around wrist, hoping to slow the blood flow long enough for help to arrive. I get out my cell phone to call 911 and see the picture of Christian, which I use for my lock screen. I start crying and I lay my head on his chest to make sure his heart stays beating.

"911 what's your emergency?" I hear a kind female voice say.

"Hi my friend, Christian, tried to kill himself by cutting his wrist really deep." I spoke quickly. I give her the address and she tells me that an ambulance will arrive in a couple minutes.

Wondering if he left a note, I look around his room for second. My eyes lock on his favourite fox stuffed animal on his bed. I notice a tiny slip of paper tied to its paw. Unfolding the paper I immediately see the tear drops on it; he had been crying. Just a few tears unlike my incessant sobbing. He was perfectly composed when he tried to kill himself whereas I feel like I'm the one dying.

Hi Damon. I'm sorry you had to be the one to find my body but, since my parents left, you were my only friend. I know that you should have been enough and I'm just being selfish but I just couldn't stay here anymore. You've been more and more absent from my life and I feel like you've left this aching cavity in my heart. I know you have other friends but you're all I have and I always felt too clingy too dependant on you so I decided to take my own life so I wouldn't bother you anymore. Now that I'm dead you need to go live a great beautiful life and I'll be watching over you as a ghost. Love, Christian the ghost boy.

Notice the sirens and flashing lights outside, I run downstairs to open the door and then back up to Christian. The paramedics come in with a gurney and lift Christian onto it. They run back out to the ambulance with me following. I'm not religious but in an ambulance next to my nearly dead best friend I prayed with everything I had that he would be okay.