December 23, 2011
A young teen boy stares at his reflection in a mirror. His dark hair is tousled and there is a desperate look in his eyes. He holds a knife in one hand, a bottle of prescription pills in the other. He looks at a letter lying on the counter and he stares at the shakily written name: Mairenn. He lets out the breath he didn't know he'd been holding as he slid down the wall. Tears pricked the corner of his eyes as he tried to pop the lid. Opening the bottle of pills he downed them all in two gulps. He gripped the knife and pressed it to his wrist harder and harder until he felt a small pinch and he knew he had done the worse. He grimaced and laid the knife beside him after doing the same to his left wrist. He let the tears escape his eyes and whispered four words before the darkness overtook his flawless green eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Mairenn."
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Without You
RomanceUNDER EDITING: Mairenn and Louis had been together for a while. Neither of them kept track of the time. Mairenn knew Louis struggled with suicide and guilt over his parents leaving him and his sister when they were young. She loved him and supported...
