(uh a lil tw for this chapter)
8th january
"i'm here.
here.
with you,
i think.i went to the graveyard earlier, and cried. because i miss you, i fucking miss you.
and i was stood by your grave and staring at how your name on your grave and your name on my wrist matched exactly, down to the font,
and then i realised i've been so miserable since you died because...
well...
i don't think i want to do this without you.
no, let me rephrase that-
i can't do this without you.i'm stood on the side of this motorway;
i could just dance out into the middle of the road,
and let someone take my life.
take my own life.
the way you did.
then would i see you again?
y-
...
you know what,
i think i'm going to do it.
...
that's it.
i'm going to do it.
i love you, ruby,
and i'll be seeing you very
very
soon.
here i go,
look-
here-
i
go-
screech
"
an: NOT the last chapter

YOU ARE READING
voicemail
Short Storyvoicemails from anna; "why did you have to leave?" "fuck- i miss you..." (lowercase + short chapters intended) (trigger warning)