Chapter 17

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"Hate's" p.o.v.

We can only conquer them." I took her words and engraved them in my mind. I'd remember when I needed to. I could tell she wanted me to stay here with her.

I found her brave. She was able to keep herself alive. And i have no idea what is going on in her mind. All I know is it's cruel.

But the whole world is.

People have hard lives, harder than "love". People may have a good home life, home is only temporary. Life is only temporary. 

And I'll make the best out of it. No matter what. I know she thinks her life is already over. It's not. She just got rid of her mom. Who doesn't even deserve that title.

"I got to home. I'll see you later." I waved. She waved back.

My house was a good 5 minutes from here. So as I walked I had some different conversations.

When you get home throw the pills away. Make your parents mad.

"I can't, I need them." People gave me stares.

No you dont. I care about you. I'm helping.

"No you aren't."

Don't make me.

"Sorry I'll do it." I didn't want it to happen. Not again.

Finally I got home and went in the cabinet. I found the mood stabilizers and emptied them in the disposal.

I ran up to my room and carried on conversations with "the nice one". The only voice that didn't hate me.

The conversation only lasted about 20 minutes. Then my mom yelled me down.

"Where'd they go?" She held the empty bottle.

"I don't know." I lied.

My mom wasn't too angry just went to get more.

"Love's" Mom never bought her any pills. Which is another reason I hate her.

She's hurt.

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