I watch as Melanie sits patiently at the school. She's been moved to a wheel chair. Apparently the damage in her leg is permanent and the are sure she will never use her ankle and foot. It's been paralyzed. I'm not doing so great either. I have to take depression medicine. I feel so empty.
"Who are you?" she asks
"Who am I?" she asks
"Just go away!" She remarks
Maybe I should go away.
Maybe...
I go to visit the hospital. I bust the coma patients and talk to Gwen.
"I know you can't hear me. But this will be my last time seeing you, talking to you, and standing by you. My life sucks so much that I can't handle it. I wish I could stay. But if I stay, then I will be in my biggest nightmare. Melanie hates me. She doesn't remember anyone or any memory." Tears start rolling down my cheeks and I start sniffling
"I- I love her. I don't know what I would do without her. But if she can't even remember my name, then I know I need to leave.
I love you Gwendollyn and I hope you wake up to an all-knowing Melanie."
I walk out and then walk pass the physical training room. I watch Melanie have her leg stretched out and in.
'I love you, this is for you and me.'
I think in my mind I walk into the janitor's closet and hold the pills.
I take my hand to my mouth, and let go of the pills. I feel them tumble down my mouth and into my throat. They just hang there, waiting for the signal. Then I swallow and feel the pills fall down.
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A Twisted Kind of Love
Teen FictionWhen her mother kills her self and leaves her to live with her dad in Wisconsin. When making friends, violin, singing, and bonding come in, she feels bittersweet. When falling in love turns into a battle, and going through severe tragedies just to g...