I wake up from a peaceful slumber and sigh. The light streaming through the blinds of my window blind me as I gaze through my room. I attempt to sit up but I feel so weak and fragile that I plop back down. I haven't eaten anything in a week. I grab my phone and put on my earbuds and turn on My Chemical Romance. I lay there for a while until I hear a soft knock on my door.
"Raven, your therapist is here." My mother says. I launch forward with all my strength and sit up. I turn off my music and remove my earbuds and proceed to get up and brush my black sleek hair and change my clothes. I put on some grey sweatpants with my black parade shirt and sit back down on my bed, exhausted from the simple actions. My therapist comes in.
"Good morning," Dr. Rosa says. She tosses something on my bed. It looks like a package with a letter attached to it.
"What's this?" I ask picking up the package and shaking it.
"It's from Aaron."
I take off the string holding the letter and package together and tear open the letter. Inside is a small, handwritten letter.
"Dear Raven,
We regret to inform you of the sudden passing of your dear friend, our daughter, Aaron Waits. She passed away in a car accident with a drunk driver. Flying debris from the car hit her in the heart, causing her death. Her funeral will be held at West Catholic Church if you would like to attend, but we know of your disorders and such, but it would mean the world to us for you to show up.
Love, the Waits family."
My face drops as I look at the letter. I then switch to the package, and inside is Aaron's favorite sketchpad she would always draw in. I gentle out the Sketch pad onto my bed.
"What did it say?" Dr.Rosa asks.
"Nothing," I murmur, "Can you excuse me for a minute?" I make my way down the hall and into the bathroom with my phone and earbuds and lock the door. I then lay down in my bathtub listening to sad songs and crying. God my life is so pitiful. I left my whole life behind because of my depression and eating disorders and such. I planned to after I left college to become apart of the music scene, being pretty good at good at guitar, but everything happened so fast. My brother died last year, my mother got horrible sick with cancer (but won,) and now this. I just hate everything about my life. That's when I decide to go out and do it.
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I wait all day until late at night to do it. I open the door slowly and carefully make my way down the stairs and into the hallway. I think how all day my parents pleaded for me to come out of the bathroom, but I didn't. They eventually left me alone, but I feel bad that they have to deal with a daughter like this. I then made my way to the front door and left the note on the door handle. I snag my purse and make my way out in the cool New Jersey air to George Washington Bridge.
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I finally get to the bridge. It's fairly busy, but I easily slip to the side of the bridge. I sit on the edge and look into the freezing waters below. Being so close to winter, if the fall didn't kill me, the cold will. I think about my life, and all the good, bad, and ugly things I'd done. I sit there for a few good minutes reliving my life and the stand up to jump. I then feel someone grab my arm. I turn around and see someone I never thought I'd ever see.
"Ger-Gerard Way? What are you doing here?" I ask shocked at seeing my favorite celebrity saving me from a suicide attempt.
"Please, don't," he says, "You'll regret it."
I look at him and step away from the edge.
"Um," I say looking him up and down. Is it really him?
"Please," he says, holding out his hand. "You can get through this. Trust me."
I take his hand and he leads me away from the edge of the bridge. I begin to walk towards his car.
"Okay." I felt like I could trust him. I mean, he wouldn't hurt me, right?
A/N~
Okay so I just thought I'd let you know there will be no princess Fro-Fro in this fanfic sadly, and there will be other bands such as Fall Out Boy, Paramore, Black Veil Brides, and a few others. Other than that, that's all I have to say. So long and goodnight.
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