Cliff

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Andy POV
'Do you ever feel like you are useless? Ever feel like you can't live up to your siblings or peers around you?
Hello. I would like you to know me as ARF as weird as it sounds, that's just me. I feel all those things. I can't stop thinking how the people around me are better. I can't say my real name as I will get hate on this as well and don't want anyone to know.
I am a mistake in the world.
Another useless piece of shit.
I should die.
But I don't want to...
I need help but I don't know where to find it.'
I post that on my blog. I'm about to close out the tab but then Sonny asks to use it. "Sure." I responded causally.
I had him the laptop and head to the kitchen.
It's weird having another house. You get used to one then move once more.
I get three emails about my blog. There from Conner, Alex and Robbie. Then I get three more.
Brooklyn, Jack and Sonny.
Finally I get my last one.
Rye.
I hear footsteps approach the kitchen.
"Hey fovvs!" I hear a young voice of a blonde hair boy. "Hi Brook." I say. He approached me with my laptop. "Wanna write something to them?" He asked. I shrug. "Andrew you never give up a chance to help someone." He says. I get the notifications once more reminding me. He looks at my phone and grabs it. He see's what they are.
His eyes widened and fill with tears ready to fall.
"Y-you made t-the blog?" He whispers letting his tears flow. I nod slowly.
He lets out a sob.
"BOYS!" He yells over and over again each sounding more desperate then the next.
They rush down to us.
"What's going on?" Robbie asks.
"He made the fucking blog! He is the one who can't take it any longer! He is our friend and we're ignoring the fact that he has been distant for a reason!" Brooklyn yells. They all look at me.
My face goes straight.
I look to Jack and Sonny. They've gone pale.
Robbie, Alex and Conner have tears streaming down there faces.
And Rye. He looks at me like he is the reason.
I run out of the house to go to my spot.
That one spot at the edge of the cliff. . .
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I'm sorry to write this. I've had quite a few stressful days finally getting back in touch with some friends.
Going to school once again.
I'm useless but you aren't. Don't waist your time trying to help someone who shouldn't have help...

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