The future. [A Medd X Torm Story!]

Eleven. {Suicide.}

((This is the chapter before the offical end of this story. If you are unhappy or unsatisfied you may create a alternate ending or something. If you do so, make sure to credit me.))

Torms POV.
I allowed Morm to stay home the rest of the day.

I woke him up for school the next morning, it was as if he was in a hurry to leave.

Time to put my plan into action.

I walked to my room, into my closet, and pulled out a rope. I tied it to the ceiling and made it a noose.

I sighed.

Tears formed into my eyes.

Im ready.

I put my head in the opening of the rope, pushing my head through until it was around my neck.

Im ready, right?

I dangled one foot off my bed, soon picking up the other.

It hurt. The rope pulling on my neck, holding me up.

I was losing air. Fast.

Im not ready. I dont want to leave him!

Then it went dark.

((I apologize if you are sad, crying, or upset. This was my choice. My choice of ending the story. The next chapter {12} is the last. -April))