December

Challenge: Suicide

December 3, 2019

    I sprinted down my street ignoring the cold that nipped at my tiny red nose. When I got to my front door I looked to see if anyone was following before quickly running inside. I bolted past my parents and into the bathroom before they could look at me or even say anything to me. I dropped all of my stuff onto the bathroom floor and went to the mirror to look at the damage.

    My crystal blue eyes stared back at me as I lightly touched the black and blue circle around my right eye. My hands then moved to my lips that were currently swollen and bloodied. I sighed and turned on the water to wet a washcloth for the blood. Once I was able to clean up the blood I then took out a small handbag from my backpack that had emergency makeup in it. I fixed up my face the best I could before opening the bathroom door to find my older sister staring down at me.

"Took you long enough, what held you up?"

"Um." My eyes darted to the makeup bag that laid on the bathroom counter. "Nothing," I say as I grab my bag and rush to my room.

    I sit in my room listening to music until my Mom gently knocks on my door.

"Sweetie, dinner is ready." My Mom softly says through the door.

"I'm not hungry Mom. I had a long day so I am just going to go straight to bed okay?"

My Mom hesitated a little before answering, "Okay Mason, just make sure you eat something if you decide that you get hungry," I then hear my Mom head back downstairs.

I relax and laid back on my bed staring at the ceiling. My eyes close as I calmly move my feet to the beat of my music. My eyes fly open as my phone softly starts to vibrate on my bed. I sit back up and pick up my phone looking at the message. Before I even open the message the word Baby fills the screen making me throw my phone back on my bed and lay back down.

I feel bad for ignoring my boyfriend, but I have a lot of shit going on in my life that he just wouldn't understand. I pull back the selves on my gay pride hoodie and look at the scars that cover my arms. I rub my fingers across them ignoring the pain that courses through my arms. My mind suddenly brings me back to the painful memories of earlier today.

'My body suddenly hits my locker hard sending pain up and down my back. I look up to see Ash and his friends staring back at me. My heart starts to beat faster in fear of what is coming next. I feel my hoodie being grabbed and I open my eyes to see Ash's mean face looking back at me. He sneers at me and then brings his fist up to my face. Pain spreads through the right side of the face and Ash suddenly drops me laughing with his friends. I take the moment to run out of the school and head straight home.'

I let my hand run through my blond hair at the thought of the memory. My breath is shaky and I notice that my heart started to beat a little faster. I turn to my side and close my eyes letting myself fall asleep to the memory of my bullies beating me up.

***

I am brought back to reality when my friend lightly touches my shoulder. I slightly jump making my locker closed with a loud bang in the process. My friend looks at me with a concerned face before smiling again and walking away. I sigh while throwing my bag over my shoulder and start to walk up the stairs that lead to the roof.

I set my bag down and put my hands on the railing as I looked at the view. A gust of window blew in my face making my hair move and my face tickle. A small smile sets across my face as I breathe the cool winter air. My smile fades when I feel a strong hand rest of my shoulder.

I quickly turn around and see Ash and his two friends towering over me. I try to push my way past them but they block my way slowly getting closer and closer to me until my back hits the railing. I turn and look at the ground below us. I then turn back to Ash and see a smile set across his face. My heart sinks as he snaps his fingers making his two friends grab me and hang me over the edge of the railing.

My breath quickens as I scream and kick for them to let me go. Ash just smirks and looks over the edge at my terrified face.

"Awe look guys, the faggot is scared. Do you want your sweet little boyfriend to save you?" He says in a baby-like tone.

Tears run down my face as I feel Ash's friends shake my legs a little making their grip loosen. I look back up at Ash with begging eyes, "Please don't drop me, I will do anything you want!" I scream at him with tears pouring out of my eyes.

"Now that is a really good idea faggot, drop him boys and make it look like a suicide attempt, I bet the faggot already has scars all over his arms." I harshly close my eyes waiting to be let go when I hear a familiar voice.

"Let him go, Ash." I relax a little as I hear Daniel standing up for me.

"Okay, boys you heard him, let the poor boy go."

Before I knew it Ash's friends let go of my legs dropping me to the ground. I close my eyes and brace myself for impact when I feel arms wrap around me. I open my eyes to find Daniel looking back at me. He smiles and then quickly flips up so he is below me. All I could do was look at him before the pain went through my whole body and darkness quickly filled my vision.

***

I slowly open my eyes and am met by bright lights clouding my vision. I look at my surroundings before quickly realizing that I am in a hospital room. I am currently in a gown and my left leg is elevated and has a white cast on it. I try to sit up but am immediately brought back down by pain surging through my body. I let out a small groan that woke up my Mom who was sitting in a chair next to my bed. Her eyes widen as she quickly runs to my side.

"Oh my god, you are okay!" she doesn't touch me but I can see how badly she wants to.

"W-what happened?" My Mom's eyes darken with bad news.

"Um, well you were found wrapped in another boy's arms with a broken leg and lots of bruises. They thought you tried to jump off the roof and the other boy ran after you and cushioned your fall with his body."

I immediately sit back up but my Mom pushes me back down. "Mom, what the fuck are you doing? That was Daniel that saved me! Is he okay? Where is he?" My voice was laced with worry as my eyes begged for my Mom's answer.

She looked at me with saddened eyes that made my stomach turn, "Sweetheart I am so sorry but he didn't survive."

Tears stung my eyes as the words came out of my Mother's mouth. I wanted to tell her what happened, I wanted to tell her how sad I was, I wanted to tell her everything but I couldn't. My heartfelt like it was torn into millions of pieces as I thought about Daniel dying. I ignored him because I was depressed and didn't know how to deal with it. I was so mean to him but he saved me anyway. I am the reason that the love of my life is dead.

"I am going to go let your father and your sister know that you are awake okay?" I simply nod and watch my Mom leave the room leaving me with my poisoned thoughts.