Why do I love you (CxR)

Gone.

'You know what?' You read the note that was just passed to you.
You scribble words on the page and hand it back, trying to avoid the teacher seeing.
He reads it, then writes something back.
'I think I like a girl.'
Your heart breaks in your chest a bit, but despite that you turn your head to him and smile.
'Who is it?' You write back.
'I'll tell u later :)'
'Fine~'

~~~~~~~~At lunch~~~~~~~

"(Y/N/N)~~~" Your bff, otherwise know as (B/F/N), yells. She runs after you in the cafeteria line, holding her tray as steady as possible.
Her tray has the usual on it; a burger, fries, ice-cream sandwich and some chips. Yours has the same, minus the ice-cream sandwich.
You two talk in line for a while, get your (favourite drink), and walk over to a table near the back.
"So, how are you and your boyfriend?" (B/F/N) teases, obviously talking about (C/N).
"Boyfriend?" A voice asks from behind you.
The (C/H/C) haired boy sits beside you and takes a sip of his drink, raising an eyebrow at you.
"I don't have a boyfriend. She's just talking about this guy I like."
"Why don't you ask him out then?" He asks.
You sigh. Of course (C/N) had to be oblivious about your feelings for him. "I mean, he likes someone else so..." you state.
(B/F/N) shoots you a quizzical glare, but you just shrug.
"Speaking of which, do you like anyone, (C/N)?" Your friend asks him, smiling innocently.
"Uh, no I-"
"(C/N)!" You look at him and shoot him the 'thats-not-what-you-told-me-earlier' look.
He sighs in defeat, knowing that you'll just keep asking if he tries to argue.
"Y-Yeah... I like (R/N)..." he blushes a light pink and your heart breaks into a million pieces.
RINGGGGGGGGGG.
"Let's get to class!".

~~~~~~~~After school~~~~~~~~

You've been trying to avoid (C/N) the whole day.
He asked you if everything was alright during your science class together and you just said you have a headache.
And you weren't lying.
His words have been replaying in your head the whole time, giving you a bad headache.
(B/F/N) suggested telling him that you and (R/N) aren't friends and she's rude to you, but that isn't believable.
(R/N) is a nice person if you're on her good side, so he won't even believe you.
You walked home alone, listening to (Favourite singer).

~~~~~~2 months later~~~~~~~

You pull down your sleeves and place the bracelets back on.
(C/N) and (R/N) have become an item and so you've been spending less and less time with him.
You've fallen into depression and have been going to school less and less. He doesn't even care.
(B/F/N) became friends with (R/N) and now you see her less too. Not as little as you see him.
So, since no one really cares anymore, today you've decided to end it.
End what?
Everything. The heartbreak, the feeling of pain and anxiety. The sadness. The feeling of betrayal. The loneliness. Everything.

You scribble down an apology to your parents, explaining that the pain was just too much. You tell them not to cry over you, but to cherish the good moments you had.
You write an apology to (B/F/N), telling her not to blame herself for your sadness. You put herself in this position.
You write a letter to everyone else until there is only one more person to write to.
(C/N). You write his letter, telling him how you feel about him. How you've been feeling these part two months that have felt like years.

That night, you walked to the forests. The forest had no harmful animals, so you weren't scared.
You take out your phone and test both (B/F/N) and (C/N).
"Hey. Please don't cry tomorrow when you find out. I'm not worth the tears anyways. I hope you show up to my funeral one day. I hope you're happy with who you have. I hope your life is beautiful without me in the picture. I hope that this is the thing that I do right in my painful lifetime. Just remember me by the good moments and not the bad, please. Goodbye."
And with that, you kept walking. The sun was almost done setting so I got up to the cliff. There was a single tree, all It's leaves so green and beautiful. You took a picture of the beautiful scenery.
Then, you hung your rope, then yourself.