Keep you Safe

Part 1-Stan

⚠️Suicide Attempt and Slurs⚠️
It's better off if your dead, you fag.
I hold the sleeping pills in the palm of my hand. Today, August 11th I was ending it all. All my misery and pain. Today I'm going to kill myself. I set my suicide note on the counter and sign, yours truly, Stanley Uris. I tilt my palm towards my mouth, not even realizing the door opening, and the footsteps.
"Stan, don't!" Bill yells, knocking the pills out of my hand.
"Bill, please let me out of my misery! It will be better without me!" I scream, tears streaming down my face. Bill wraps his arms around me, letting me sob into his arms.
"Stan, why do you want to do this?" Bill asks me.
"My Dad, is putting all these thoughts in my head and I know they're true. Also, I like someone that I know I won't be able to get. I can't deal with the pain and misery, Bill. I'm sorry, I just can't."
"Stan, I'm sure this girl likes you."
"Bill."
"Oh. It's okay, Stan. I support you."
Bill and I sit on my bed, little does Bill know. The guy is him.
Sorry.