A/N: Requested on Kik by my real life best friend alexisissorandom! Not my best, but I know she doesn't care. Umm before I start I just want to say: trigger warning for self harm and suicide. If anyone that sees this is suffering from depression or self harm, please don't hesitate to DM me. I'm almost always online and here for every single one of you. Stay strong, my amazing 3k readers❤️😘
Imagine:
Your POV:
I stare at my boyfriend Johnny, I know there's something wrong, he just won't tell me. He says he's fine, (I literally just tried to write phine... Phan puns?) but I know he's not. He's been acting... different lately, but I'm not really sure how. We're sitting in the lot right now. We were watching the sunset, but now it's over and we're staring at the stars. It's starting to get cold, and I start to shiver. "Here," Johnny says, taking off his jacket and putting it over my shoulders. I smile. "Thanks," I say, snuggling into his chest. He puts his arm around me, and we fall back, lying down together. I shiver again. "Are you cold, sweetie?" He asks. I nod. "We should be getting you home soon, anyways," He says, standing up. I slip his jacket on all the way, and he takes my hand. Soon enough, we get to my house. He stares into my eyes under the porch light, and I see him smile for the first time in a while. "I had a good time tonight," He says. I look down at my feet, and notice something weird. "Hey, Johnny? Is there something on your arm?"I ask him. "What? No, I don't think so," He says a little too quickly, shoving his hands in his pockets. I take his arm and pull it out of his pocket. I don't even have to ask him, I know what those are... Cuts. My boyfriend, the love of my life is self harming. "Johnny," I whisper, tears filling my eyes. "I'm sorry, Lexi..." He says. "Please don't do this anymore," I beg. He drops my hand and runs off. I know well enough that it's a bad idea to follow him right now, so I just go in my house. The next morning I wake up, get dressed and go straight to the Curtis house. "Is Johnny here?" I demand. Ponyboy shakes his head. "No. I haven't seen him since yesterday," He says. I nod and run off. As much as I hate to do it, I go over to his house. He hates me coming over, he's always worried his parents will hurt me, but I don't care right now. I need to be there for him, to find out why he's doing this to himself. I run up to his door and knock. No answer, and I start to get worried, so I try the doorknob. It's open. "Johnny?" I call. "Mr. Cade? Mrs. Cade? Anyone home?" I yell. No answer. I go over to Johnny's room, and walk in. Immediately I'm in tears. "No," I whisper. "No, this can't be happening." I feel a need to pinch myself, to make sure this is all a dream, but I know it's not. I see the note laying on his bed, addressed to me."Lexi,
I'm sorry. I love you so much, you know that... But I had to do this. I can't take my parents hurting me anymore. I'll miss you forever, baby.
Love,
Johnny Cade"After reading the note, I stand there, I stare at his lifeless body hanging from the ceiling, and collapse on the ground in tears. "Goodbye, Johnny," I whisper.
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