see that's your problem. can you ever take shit serious?
MilkyMicheal:
why are you doing this jarad. you're not gonna kill yourself.
JuicyJarad:
im not? micheal you don't know what i go through!
and its like youre never here for me.
MilkyMicheal:
im never here for you jarad?
you wanna say that lie again for me.
JuicyJarad:
the fucking voices micheal
JuicyJarad:
they say you don't love me
JuicyJarad:
they say you hate me. they say you wish i was dead.
MilkyMicheal:
i don't love you? jarad fucking higgins i just fucking proposed to you last month. I LOVE YOU MORE THAN I LOVE LIFE ITSELF.
MilkyMicheal:
fuck the voices
JuicyJarad:
too late now micheal.
im done.
this is it.. forever
MilkyMicheal:
jarad on my fucking momma if you dont pick up this phone bruh
fuck that im coming over.
* * * * * *
quickly exiting the text conversation i hopped in my car and sped over to jarad's house. once i got there i hurried and opened up the door, thank god he gave me a key a while back.
"JARAD, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU" i screamed throughout the house. hearing faint whispers coming from the bathroom i knew it was jarad talking to the voices in his head. i noticed an empty pill bottle on the couch it read 'jarad higgins: take 2 pills every 8 hours for mental health. next refill on 11/19/18'
it's the fucking 26th. jarad hasn't taken his medication in a week. this is whats causing him to be this way. i quickly bolted into the bathroom to find jarad in the tub with a big ass knife, just about to run it across his throat. in one swift move i ran and smacked the knife out of his hand, making it fall on the ground.
"micheal what the fuck" he screamed with hot tears streaming down his face. his once nice and fresh re-twisted locs were now messy and undone and his face were stained with dry tears and with new tears. he looked horrible. this wasn't the jarad i knew.
"jarad, if you think im gonna sit here and watch you kill yourself you got me fucked up. I FUCKING LOVE YOU" i screamed at him. i watched his body twitch and his eyes went red. oh lordt, here comes juice. one of the top voices in his head. jarad always told me about juice , i just never knew i'd "meet" him.
"you dont love him, i love him" juice said standing up and getting out of the tub. juice's voice was slightly deeper than jarad's and his dreads were slightly longer also.
"and who are you to say i don't love him. you are no good for jarad. if you loved him you wouldn't be sitting here and letting him kill himself." i yelled at him
"oh you silly fucking mortals, ugh. i want jarad to kill himself so me and him can be together eternally." he said in a "duh" tone. oh bitch don't get slick with me...
"well let me tell you something juice. THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU!" i said while throwing holy water on him. jarad told me that doing that was the only way of getting rid him. i may not seem holier than thou but best believe i be in that church house almost every sunday and i always keep holy water on me because i believe that there are evil spirits manifesting everywhere and i would not like to be possessed.
"ahhhhhhh" he screamed and held his face as smoke erupted from his body. I threw more and more on him until he disappeared into a cloud of smoke and jarad was finally his normal self but he didn't remember what happened
"what are you doing here micheal?" he said, looking genuinely confused.
"you don't remember anything?" i said looking at him with a raised eyebrow
"no, all i remember was you leaving here and then I fell asleep." he said
"aye, why is there a knife on the floor and why are you shirtless and sweating- oh my god did we have that nasty nasty sex?" he said with a shocked look on his face and i laughed.
"nah but we bout to...well minus the knife" i said. he quickly took a shower and came in the room and then yeah. bada bing, bada boom, im getting him pregnant tonight ;)
