Deck killed himself one week before our fourth anniversary.
He drank the bloody poison one week before our 48th monthsary.
On his last sort of midnight slash morning, my boyfriend called me.
2:39AM
"Elle? I badly need you right now. Can you come here?"
"It's almost three in the morning Deck, do you want my mom to kill me?"
"Please baby, just now. We'll do something.. really nice."
My mom didn't catch me sneaking out.
Atleast, I was with my boyfriend on his last day on Earth.
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Why Deck Killed Himself
Short Story❝everything he saw was black so he ran away to the dark paradise.❞ [language: english || very short chapters]
