The Hanging Garden

*sometime during the pornography era*

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Simon

"God dammit Simon all you just do is sit here, drink and slack off maybe you should be doing something. Y'know we didn't hire you as a mate we hired you to work"
I grunted out "oh fuck off Laurence you only got hired because you're one of Roberts best mates which I find hard to believe" I muttered "at least I'm not the one who needs to colour code my bloody instrument" "Oh fuck you" he said "well fuck you as well and your mum" I scoffed and walked out I've had enough of him and his shit I went down to the local pub down the street I had ordered a jack Daniels just enough to get me slightly intoxicated  I walked out after a few drinks wasn't the best service. There was a shitty alley way which I decided to go down to because I heard there's a shortcut. I saw someone quite familiar I couldn't put my tongue on it until a soft voice asking me like a child "Simon what are you doing here? It's 5 in the morning, let's get you back home now." I didn't know what to say to him he felt caring and calming to me could be the alcohol though but I'm not to sure they'd spoke in soft tone I was feeling desperate for a release not just any but a passionate one.
I'd kiss them softly on the lips "Simon what the bloody hell is wrong with you! I'm not fucking gay!" I didn't know what to say but all I could do was cry great, my best friend Robert is homophobic and hates me now "Simon please stop crying" I didn't know what to say but no "Simon please I'm sorry I didn't mean it, it caught me by surprise" I sniffed out "well it's alright I should've asked first" "Simon I'm going to give you some time to calm down I'll be back soon alright?" "Ok that's fine"
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*Time skip 2 months later*
It's been two years since I've last heard from Robert or seen him, ever since our incident he's left and never came back. I've began to think he's dead or missing. The phone began to ring I picked up the phone to my surprise it was Laurence "Hello?" "Robert, he's dead? He died of what a drug overdose!" "Well thank you for letting me know" "Ok bye now"
(Ok Massive Trigger Warning I'm going to be going into subjects of s*lf h*rming and s*icide to be with Robert so if you have problems with any of these this is your warning when it's starting I'll put a warning sign once it's over)

⚠️ I grabbed my nearest knife it was fairly sharp cut myself a few times just to feel something or then deep sorrow and misery built up inside found. I grabbed my wrist and watched it pour my blood to the floor tears began to fill my eyes they weren't sad one but happy; I'm finally happy I can see Robert again. I found my nearest pill bottle had a fair amount to die for. I took about 20 all at once, I began to start to feel lightheaded, I felt everything around me began to leave my touch I've somehow managed to say these last words "Robert I'll be with you soon" I said for my last words ⚠️

(Ok TW over)
And well I guess this is the end of the book and that's it for now enjoy I guess?