– What did Ulisses do?
– He tried to kill me. And I accepted my fate and helped him.
That day's rain was only mild and it was my first day back to school since the stomach wash. Unfortunately my first class was gymnastics.
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"Move, your little fa-"
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– I'm not comfortable with that word.
– It's okay. Don't say it.
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"Move, your little mangoes (?)!" – Coach P. said – "I don't get paid to see you parade like that!
"Noah." – Lisa whispered in my ear – "Are you okay?"
"Or so. And you?"
"I'm fine."
A ball hit me in the stomach.
"You two!" – Coach P. said – "You're not here to chat! Move!"
"Yes sir!" – Lisa said and I looked at her confused – "Let's get out of here." – She whispered and grabbed my hand.
We went to the art room on the second floor of the school.
"How have you been holding on?" – She said as we sat near the window.
"I just got hit in my stomach. I am not okay."
She sat on the floor.
"Sit too."
I did so and she put her head on my shoulder.
"Are your thoughts less suicidal?"
"A little."
"Oh. Good."
A pause, then...
"I need to tell you something Noah."
"Tell me."
She got herself straight, looked into my eyes, placed her hands in mine, took a deep breath and-
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– There you go. She-
– Oh, don't get that happy before the time...
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"I-"
"Skipping class, huh?" – Ulisses said and Lisa took her hands off mine as quickly as she could.
"Oh, great. You..." – I said – "You can't bully me today. I'm sick."
"How is that going to stop me?"
"I don't know." – I stood up – "You can't save me from this moron. He's different from Anthony."
"I want to stay." – Lisa said.
"Lisa, go away. I might die right here and right now. I don't want you to see how weak I am."
She smiled.
"It's too late for that." – She said.
"What did you see in him?" – Ulisses asked – "You could do so much better."
Did he just affirm that we were dating?
"It's none of your business." – She said.
And she didn't deny it.
"Take her out of here." – Ulisses said and two brutes as him took Lisa out of there. They struggled but they did it – "Now you. I am going to kill you."
"Go ahead. Do it." – Why did I say that?
No, even worse, why did I do what I did next?
He threw me a punch and I ducked.
I ducked!
I guess I really wanted to die.
"You little..."
Then he grabbed me and I punched him.
I really, really wanted to die.
"How dare you!"
Then he lifted me and threw me to the window. The window broke. Although, I didn't fall.
"What the hell? Are you crazy?" – I said.
"No, you are!" – He pushed me.
Man, or I am light as hell or he's strong as an elephant because I flew through the window with that push. Straight to the ground. Maybe because I threw myself too, I don't know. The only thing I know is that I could have gone to the other side or grabbed somewhere while falling.
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– And you woke up at the hospital...?
– At the ambulance.
– Alone? I mean, on your own?
– Yes.
– And Lisa?
– She showed up. I don't know how long after I arrived at the hospital but she was there.
– How many times have you been there, at the hospital?
– Ten times.
– Why?
– Got beaten up. Ran away from a girl. Suicide. Suicide. Fell from a building/suicide. Got ran over. Suicide. Got way too drunk. Broke an ankle. Suicide.
– You got to the hospital for being way too drunk? You?
– It was my first time, okay? I'm really weak. And dumb.
– I see... So, suicide attempt number four.
– I was at the boat and felt like throwing myself into the water.
– Why did you feel like it?
– Because it was a low moment of my depression...

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Me, My Shrink And Lisa
TienerfictieThe explanations behind some feelings might be... Complicated. The feelings behind some actions even more. Suicide, for example, has depression, pain, grief, emptiness and many other feelings behind it. This story explains how some of those feelings...