The Forgotten Emo Relationship

A Bad Day

Allen has been acting very weird lately. He barely texts me and doesnt even call me. Ive been feeling very lonely lately. I was at home waiting for my dad to answer my question: if Chy could spend the night.

"Fine" my dad said

i squealed and thanked him a million times. I quickly got out my phone and texted Chy

Texts

H: my dad said yes!! :D

C: otayy. I will be there soon short shit

H:lol okayy. See ya soon

I went up to my room and clean my room a little, only putting clothes in my hamper that were on the floor.

After 10 minutes of waiting that seemed like forever, i heard the doorbell ring and ran downstairs to open it to see Chy with a bag.

My mom and dad called me from their room so i had Chy go upstairs to unpack while i go to them.

"Hey hunny, I hope you remember what today is" My mom said, sitting on the couch.

I thought for a few seconds "I honestly cant remember" I said, shrugging my shoulders.

"Its the anniversary that your grandpa died." My dad said, putting his arm around my mom.

I stayed silent for a while, feeling the memories clutter up my mind. "oh yeah" I finally said.

"Yeah, thats why i was so undecisive about letting Chyanne come over. But its fine" My dad said

"okay" I said, walking away slowly. I let the memories flow through my mind, remembering everything.

I was nine years old when he passed away from colon cancer. After his death, everything changed. My aunt became an alcoholic and greedy. My grandma became depressed. My uncle slowly stopped talking to us. My grandpa was the one that kept my family together, but he left. It was very harsh on my family. 

I walked up the stairs with tears in my eyes. I went into my room and plopped down on my bed with my head in the pillow, completely forgetting that Chy was there sitting on my bed.

"Whats wrong short shit?" She asked, sitting up so i have more room to lay down.

"Its the anniversary of my grandpas death" I said, sitting up and wiping away my tears.

"Awe im sorry" She said, hugging me.

I tried to hold in the tears but i soon gave up, crying into her shoulder. 

I heard my phone go off and let go of Chy to look at the text. It was from my little sister Danielle, She is just a year younger than me

Texts

D: I hope that you know that Allen is trying to cheating on you with me. He keeps asking for pics.

I gasped, thinking that there is no way that he would do that to me. I got another text, a foward of what he said to her. I started to cry even mroe, looking at Chy. She gave me a confused look and i handed her my phone. She looked at the texts with wide eyes. I started to cry more.

"I hate living" I said, hiccuping from all the crying.

"I know hun" She said, rubbing my back.

I went downstairs and grabbed a knife from the kitchen and took it upstairs quickly so my family couldnt see me.

"whats that for?" Chy asked, as soon as i got into my room.

"nothing" I said, sitting back on the bed, facing away from her.

I slid the knife on my wrist, feeling the pain. I watched the blood start to surface to the skin. I could hear Chy behind me and sigh. I put the knife down after a couple more cuts and cried more. Chy got up and got me toilet paper and put it on my wrists. I hugged her and cried more on her shoulder.

"Its gonna be okay shorty" She said, rubbing my back again.

"I hope so" I said, sniffling.

We stayed silent for a while and then Chy spoke up. "lets go have fun"

"how?" I asked. "We cant leave the house"

She thought for a while and then i swear i saw a lightbulb light up above her head. 

"What about your parents liquor?" She asked, winking.

I smiled and we both walked out of my room and downstairs to the kitchen.

My parents liquor cabinet isnt really a cabinet that you would expect, its under the sink. I had Chy look out for anyone while i grabbed the vodka and poured it into a couple big cups, then i also put ice tea in it to mask the smell a little. We went back upstairs and started to drink. It was so strong that after a few minutes i could feel the buzz. 

"I feel like this isnt enough" I said. This time, I got the lightbulb

I went downstairs and got a knife and a bottle of tylenol.

Chy looked at me when i got back to my room and smiled. She already knew what i was thinking.

"Ive never done this before" I said, crushing up a pill.

"Same" She replied, watching me.

I lined up the powder and bent over the dresser where i crushed it up. I plugged the one side of my nose and snorted up the powder, coughing when a little of it got into my throat. I giggled, already feeling the high. I took a few more sips of my vodka and ice tea mix and layed on my bed, watching Chy snort some. My mind started spinning and making Chy spin too. We both laughed, looking at each other weirdly. 

After a while the high went away, but definatley not the buzz from the alcohol. After a while, i drank my whole cup and layed on floor, laughing.

"I still hate life" I said, looking up at the ceiling.

"I know" She said, sitting next to me on the floor.

After a while, she spoke again. "Get revenge on him" She said.

"How?" I said, somewhat not liking the idea.

"Cheat on him, like what he did to you." She replied, taking another sip of her cup.

I thought about it for a while. I thought i was only thinking about it for a minute but i looked at the clock and it was actually 5 minutes.

"Okay, I'll do it." I said, taking her cup and taking a sip of it.

We smiled at each other and began to think of a plan.

~~~~~~~~Authors Note~~~~~~~

If only YOLO was around at that time lol. This was like a few years ago. But anyways, I got a tattoo of a butterfly(is blue and purple) with roses(is yellow and red). The roses represent my last name (lol literally my last name is rose) and the purple represents pancreatic cancer which my grandma died of and the blue represents colon cancer which my grandpa died of. My grandma is from my dads side and my grandpa is from my moms side. I hope you guys like this chapter, i think its pretty good lol. And remember, ALL of it is true!!