11:42 AM
Damn I sleep late.
I got out of the bed, took a shower, did my hygiene, and put on some clothes.
I just put on some simple black joggers with pockets everywhere, and a white savage tee.
I decided to stay here for like 5 days and go back to FL on Saturday.
I'm gonna go see my mom today, so I got an Uber and told him my location.
"What's your location ma'am?" The driver asked.
"Um Lake View Cemetery in Cuyahoga County please." I said sitting up.
The drive is like 15 minutes away from here so I'll be good.
I just laid my head on the window and listened to music on my phone.
All of a sudden Save Yourself by Jahseh and Ski came on. I had no choice but to skip it. I don't miss him.
We're 10 minutes into the drive, when I got a random phone call. I declined it.
I don't really feel like talking to people right now.
We got to my location, the Uber dude drove off, and I was looking for Alyxendria Maurice Parker.
I finally found her tombstone.
I couldn't talk. I just cried.
"I'm sorry mom." I said bawling my eyes out.
Thankfully I brought my blade with me.
I went to sit on the bench by her gravesite.
I said 'im sorry' a million times within each cut.
"I gave up on you. Please forgive me." I said crying and cutting.
Fresh cuts. So depressing.
I couldn't stay anymore. So I left. I didn't call the Uber.
I just walked, and walked, and walked. Until I got lost in the woods.
Fuck my life.
I sat down by a big tree.
I got a million fresh cuts.
Some deep, some light.
I felt nauseous.
I walked back out into the city and called the Uber.
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4 Days Later...Ive been cutting nonstop now.
I don't know what's gotten into me.
I decided to go home early, so I started putting my clothes back in my suitcase.
Right now I'm just wearing some basketball shorts and a sports bra.
I bought a plane ticket yesterday so I'm good on that.
My plane leaves the same time. 3 in the AM.
Skipping Plane Ride...
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I'm finally fucking home.
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Jahseh POVI've been thinking about Alyx the whole time she's been gone.
Where the fuck is she???
I just really hope she's not dead.
I fucked up the day she had that fight with Geneva.
(No fucking shit)
Alyx isn't answering my calls, and she hasn't even opened my messages.
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