Better part when you see __________Better part
The next few weeks kept me so busy with work and performing that I hadn't been able to visit him in a while. He seemed strange when I last saw him though. He was quieter than usual and it looked as though he wanted to tell me something. I'm probably overthinking it. I'll go see him tonight. I think he's at his dad's this week. His parents are divorced so he switches between them. His dad hates him though so I hope he's ok.
During my shift, I got a weird feeling in my gut. It was like I had to do something urgently or like I forgot something extremely important. I brushed it off and continued to work. I wish I had listened to it though.
I looked over my texts from Noah.
dunceface: I love you
rollingmyeyes: Love you too dude lol
rollingmyeyes: Are you sick lmao?
dunceface: no, I just wanted to say it...
rollingmyeyes: ok, well I love you too<3 : )
dunceface: Thank you...bye<3 : )
I felt a cold chill go through my body.
I must be...overthinking it, that's all...
...Right?
As soon as my shift was over, I grabbed my things and ran out, heading towards Noah's dad's house.
When I got there, I was panting from running all the way here. The sick feeling in my gut was everywhere now. Raising my hand, I rang the doorbell, praying with all my heart I was wrong.
When no one came to the door after many tries, I tried the door. It was unlocked.
" Please be ok, Noah," I said frantically to myself, rushing to his bedroom. There was no one in there so I checked the bathroom. Swinging the door open, I looked to see if Noah was in there.
I froze in shock.
No
No...
NO!!!
I fell to the floor sobbing, covering my mouth, my eyes wide as I stared at Noah's body...hanging from the ceiling.
He's....dead.
" Why!?" I cried, " Why did you do it?!" I heard footsteps in the living room coming this way. Someone cussed behind me.
" Sh*t! That damn brat!" his father said, then called 911, not noticing I was there crying, slumped on the floor. How could he not care? This was his own son!
Some time passed, it could have been minutes or hours, or even years, I couldn't tell. All I could do was stare into space, refusing to acknowledge reality. My mind drifted from memory after memory of Noah and I playing at the park, he and I running from a security guard that caught us sleeping there, Noah teaching me to play the guitar. Tears slipped down my numb and expressionless face. How could he be gone? Why is he gone!
At some point, I was questioned by the police, and the rest after was blurry. They ruled it a suicide after a few days, his dad told me through a phone call. I couldn't feel anything for weeks until I broke down one night, crying for hours, looking through all our old photos. It healed me somehow though.
" I love you so much," I said, and then plugged in my earbuds, drowning myself in music.
_____________Better part :)
A few months later I got a call after work about The Voice. I had auditioned last month with one of my songs Alchemy and had a callback audition as well. I now got notified that I would be on The Voice next month! I would be able to perform on a real stage!
I jumped up and down from excitement.
" My dream's coming true, Noah," I whispered, smiling up at the sky.
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Just Another Star
Short Story⚠Abuse/suicide/death⚠ My life sucks...my mother abuses me, my sister is reckless, and my best friend is the only one to keep me alive. That is until I found my goal in life. I want to become a singer. Music saved my sanity. When my parents were scre...
