U N W A N T E D
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Corbyn's POV
Like any other day I wanted my girlfriend to come home so I could appreciate her since I didn't last night.
We got in a fight and yeah it was completely my fault.
She left to go see her best friend who was a guy and I was jealous of him. He always got her to do things his way and I could tell he likes her. Maybe not like.
Love.
But all I could do was just watch them get along, it's better than me and her fighting. It does hurt seeing my girlfriend leave my place to his place.
I trust her though, but I don't trust him. I want her to move in with me but I'm not sure her friend will like that.
Like I care but she does. She knows I don't like him and I admitted that I was jealous of him last night. She left and I know for a fact she won't be coming over for a while.
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She still hasn't called or anything but I've called, texted and even emailed. I miss her laugh, her smile, her cuddles and even when she gets mad at me because I scare loosing her.
Right now all I think about is her with that guy who doesn't deserve her.
So many thoughts came at me all at once.
What if I just end the pain? What if I spare her the drama? What if I leave and her could have her and makes her happier than me?
I know for a fact he makes her more happier, than I do.
The thing was what would happen if she is pregnant with my baby?
I can't leave both of them even tho I know he will take care of both of them.
My decision was final.
Leaving was my option.
I went to my room and looked at the picture I had of her next to my night stand and I just smiled.
She is beautiful.
I took off my belt and put it around my neck. Just as I was about to get on top of the chair I heard a knock.
Who ever it was could just leave. That's what I was doing either way.
I got on the chair and tied my belt to my ceiling fan. Once again I heard a knock and I ignored it.
One step I took.
The second step I took and I was hanging.
I couldn't breathe. Everything was fading.
Everything went black.
Y/n's POV
He wouldn't answer the door. I got scared, everything should be fine.
Is it?
I got the spare key and went inside but I didn't see any sign of people. Everything was ok. I went upstairs and called out Corbyn's name.
No answer.
"Babe?" I called out walking to his room. I walked in and I immediately was in shock.
He was hanging on from the celling fan. I quickly tried to take him off but I couldn't. I got on the chair untied the belt and held his body in my arms.
"Corbyn, baby, please wake up" I said crying as I laid him on his bed. He was stone old.
"Corbyn why would you do such a stupid thing." I crying into his arms but I knew I couldn't just cry there I had to try to save him.
I gave him cpr.
I tried the first time, no response. Second time, no response either. Finally in the third time, he was staring to move. Fourth time, I could finally feel his pulse.
He was alive.
"Corbyn, Corbyn baby it's ok." i said pulling his face towards me. He was just smiling. "I love you." he said with a raspy voice due to the belt." Corbyn, I need you why would you do that." I said crying.
"I thought you didn't want me around anymore so I decided to do the work for you." he said holding his throat.
"Why would you ever think that? I love you so much."
"I felt unwanted"
