Rose is a 15 year old girl. She's living her best life. She's happy, extroverted, popular, smart, kind. All of the guys have a crush on her. But she's let down all the guys. Everyone in the school knows who she is. She's a tutor for any subject sinc...
So this is our last week in LA. I thought, what could be better than dying with Gus in the same house? Even though I know that it's gonna hurt Gus a lot to see me go, I'm gonna do it. It was gonna be nice and peaceful. I'm gonna be overdosing. The doctor gave me a bottle with 500 Lexapros. I've taken about 100 so far and I'm gonna be taking 150 since the mg is only 10. I already wrote my note and played Star Shopping in the background. Just since, Gus told me that it was dedicated to me about two days ago. I asked him what his favorite song was just for this moment. He said it was Star Shopping because it was made for me.
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I smiled weakly at all the support, I guess you could say. I went through my suitcase and found a bunch of pictures with me and Gus or me and my family. It looked scary but I turned the lights on, lit some candles, played Star Shopping, put my note on the counter, than took the pills. It felt as if there was a big weight that was lifted off of me. That feeling went away after I threw up and felt like I was suffocating. My chest felt tight. I have to say, it was one of the worst feelings I've ever experienced. And what I hope will be my last. Then my eyes shut for the last time ever.
5:30 Gus's POV
Rose just posted another suicidal quote. It was hard seeing her go through this. I wanted to help but I didn't know how because I know she doesn't want me to call the cops on Josh or her dad. She even told me last night. I asked her if she wanted me to ever call the cops at all. And she responded with, and I quote, "No. I won't have to deal with it anymore very soon." I didn't know what she meant so I ignored it. Then I heard Star Shopping playing in the washroom. I smiled and walked out. The washroom door was closed. When I tried to open it, it was locked.
"It's ok, Rose. It's just me." I said and tried to open it again. "Rose. Answer me. Are you ok?" No answer at all. I looked under the door and saw her laying in the ground. "Shit."
"Hey, Gus." Josh weakly said.
"I'm not in the mood. Go back to bed or something. It's early." I sighed and walked into my room, searching through my drawers.
"Ok. Whatever, man. Chill." He chuckled and walked back to bed. Me and him gotten more friendly but I would never consider him my friend. He tried to convince me that Rose is lying about getting abused. But I never told him Rose told me that he was abusing her. I know he'd murder her. Then I found a little key that unlocked the washroom if it was locked. I ran over and unlocked it. Rose laid there with pictures of me, her, and her family laying around her, candles lit, Star Shopping playing, a bottle of pills scattered on the ground, and her laying next to her own vomit. The scene was clear. She overdosed. Then I saw it. A note.
