Comitting Suicide (Sequel to Town of Death)

Dr. Green had said that, since I missed and depended on them so much, my mind recreated them to ease my stress. All they did was cause more stress, though. My dead best friends, they liked to cause me lots of stress, liked to be the source of my panic attacks. Louis, he always seemed to be the cause of them, Harry, he always seemed to come to help though we both knew he couldn't, Niall, he always was there after to give me a bit of a laugh, and Liam, who always checked to see if I was okay. I wanted them to leave, to just let me be so I could get out of this insane asylum, and die. To kill myself, so that I could actually be with them. To actually touch them. But they wouldn't go. It was like they knew my plan to kill myself, and made it their personal goals to stop me. They're dicks, all of them.