Why-A Merome Story

Chapter 21

Jerome's POV

Sunlight pours through the window as I slowly open my eyes. Apparently I fell asleep on my couch last night after Mitch and I watched a movie. I smiled remembering that he proposed yesterday... I thought he would never ask. I was thinking about just growing a pair and asking him myself.

My phone was sitting on the coffee table next to the couch so I had to reach to get it. Once I got it, I typed in the passcode and unlocked it. I immediately got on Twitter to check whatever people had posted during the night. One tweet stuck out to me. It was from Adam.

The tweet was simple, but it got to the point. It was only one word, seven letters: goodbye.

I quickly sat up. What does that mean? Did he...? No, he couldn't. He isn't that stupid. He knows that people are here for him, right? He is loved by so many people that I can't even imagine why he would just..... end it all.

"Mitch!" I yelled through the silent house. There wasn't an answer. I stood up and walked into the kitchen. "Mitch!" I called again. Silence. That's when I noticed the note on the counter. It basically explained how he left early this morning to go and visit his parents... okay.

I crumpled the paper and tossed it in the trash. I'll call him later. The is more important things on my mind, sorry Mitchell.

Pacing around the house, I kicked things over. Why would Adam say that? What did he mean by "goodbye"??? It sounds like he killed himself. I knew he was depressed, but I wasn't aware that it was this bad. Maybe he hadn't killed himself yet. Well, there's only one way to find out.

I scrolled though the contacts in my phone until I found the number. I quickly called it. It rang for a while and then went to his voice mail. It wasn't his normal voicemail though, he had changed it. The voice was deep and it just seems really broken.

"If you're listening to this, it means I'm gone. I'm sorry, I just couldn't live without him anymore."

The voicemail ended and I set down the phone. My sadness was suddenly replaced with pure hatred. Who could he not live without? Some idiot was the reason he did this? How can they live with themselves knowing that someone just took their own life because of then?

All these questions floated around in my head and it was giving me a headache. I had to lay back down for a minute. Nothing makes sense anymore....

Ty's POV

Adam killed himself. It was my fault. I could've stopped him if I wasn't so stupid. I should've just opened my eyes and realized that he needed me...no, I needed him. I need more than ever right now.

Jason is downstairs making me some breakfast, but he knows I won't eat it. He knows how I'm pretty much breaking down about Adam. Ever since he moved in with me, all I can think of is Adam. I wish I could change things but I just can't.

I just wish Adam would've talked to me before he did it. Maybe I could've helped him... maybe not though. I mess everything up, after all. I guess this is the way things should be but I think it should be reversed. Ugh, life sucks.