Goodbye Cruel World

Part 4

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Thursday

No texts, no calls. She didn't show up. She's happy. She has Alex. She doesn't need me. Nobody needs me. So why should I bother being here?

If I died, nobody would care. Infact, I'm pretty sure some people would be glad. Definitely my parents. They regret the very day I was born.

So why not just die? It would make everyone happier. And it would put an end to the agony of having to see my Sunshine be with someone else.

Isn't this what I've always wanted? Death. To be free. But to be without my sunshine? To go somewhere that sunshine doesn't reach...

Friday

I finished writing the note. I rested it carefully on my pillow. Someone would find it eventually. I adjusted the rope above my head which I had purchased earlier today. It was afternoon, about 3:30, but I didn't care. I wasn't in a rush.

I looked up at the noose. My death; my freedom. I would be without my sunshine, but I doubted I would need her where I was going.

She's would be better off without me anyway.

I sat on the bed and looked through my art book. These drawings would be the only thing I missed. I looked at the countless pictures of her. I never really knew why drawing her made me feel better. I guess seeing her face, whether in a drawing or in person, made me feel better.

I placed the book on my pillow next to the note. I stepped onto the chair, taking one last look at everything I was about to leave behind. Placing the rope around my neck, I whispered a final goodbye to Rebecca.

Then, I kicked the chair away, and waited for death to finally take me.

It took me a few moments to realize my neck hadn't broken. I would have to choke to death. Which would take alot longer than I planned my death to be.

It was already becoming hard to breathe. I couldn't stop myself from taking tiny sips of air. It was automatic. I knew if I could just hold my breath this would all be over much quicker. I felt myself slowly slipping away into unconsciousness I wouldn't wake up from.

Black. That's all there was. I could hear a faint sound... Crying. Sobbing, even. It seemed to come from all around me. I had heard that voice before, but who from I couldn't tell. I heard them call my name. Once, twice. I walked towards the sound, gathering speed.

The sobbing grew louder. I recognized the voice. It was Rebecca. As I drew closer to the noise, it changed. It turned into... Laughing?

I walked ever closer, and eventually caught sight of her. Pressed in-between the wall and Alex, giggling and kissing him. Alex. Was my brain really going to torment me with images of him in my last moments?

Becky was smiling up as Alex, completely ignoring me. But then it started to change again. Alex got rougher with her, she began to whimper and complain.

I tried running to her, but I could never get close enough. I tried yelling her name, but she just couldn't hear me. I tried telling her I love her, but she just wouldn't listen.

But then it changed again. He slapped her, and she fell away, a large bruise already on her face. She got up and walked over to me, embracing me.

Then she kissed me.

It was light and hesitant at first, but it got deeper and deeper, more urgent, when--

Air rushed into my lungs. I could feel the hard floor beneath me, my neck was sore. I started breathing again. Why? Why didn't I die!? I was almost angry at the fact. I opened my eyes, and they met a pair of very familiar ones.

Rebecca.

I had forgotten to tell her not to cone round. I thought she wouldn't have bothered. I realized I wasn't hanging from the ceiling anymore. I felt at my neck. The rope wasn't there anymore. Looking to my side, I saw it had been tugged from my neck and carelessly thrown onto the floor.

"Dan!"

She threw herself at me before I could even sit up. I hugged her back, managing to stand up while holding onto her for support. I was still a little disorientated.

"What happened?" I croaked.

"Well I came round. Nobody opened the door, but it was unlocked, so I came in and went upstairs. I went into your room, and saw you hanging unconscious from the rope. I panicked and looked for your knife, cut you down, took the rope off and-"

She paused and blushed slightly. I had to stop myself from smirking.

"did what?" I asked as gently as possible, wanting to know if she had actually done it.

"well, you weren't breathing... So I did mouth-to-mouth on you." she mumbled, still pink.

I smiled. Mouth-to-mouth is as close as I would ever get to a make out session with her. But then a thought hit me.

"But why did you try so hard to save my life?"

I dreaded the answer, knowing it would obviously not be the answer I wanted to hear.

"I couldn't bear to lose you Dan. You're like a brother to me."

That hurts. More than she could even imagine.

"Rebecca, you know I want to be more than just a brother to you. Please, just give me a chance. Just one. I'll show you what a boyfriend is supposed to be like. Alex isn't a boyfriend. He is a monster. He doesn't treat you right. You deserve to be treated so much better! You are my sunshine Becky. You know that. Without you, I wouldn't be able to see where I'm going."

I waited for her reaction.

she had blushed even more.

"I... Dan..." she sighed.

"Daniel, you know I'm with Alex. I love him. You're a great guy and all, but I seriously think we aren't meant for eachother. I'm sorry."

Without another word, she got up and left.

I heard the front door shut. I got up and punched the wall. Of course she wouldn't! She was still with Alex. Becky would never cheat on him. I yelled frustratedly and kept pounding my fists at it until blood spattered the walls.

I didn't even feel the pain anymore.