-2 months later-
I woke up and I saw a white ceiling. I sat up and saw I was in a hospital with bandages covering my body. There were a bunch of needles attached to me and I was hooked to a heart monitor. I sat there in confusion wondering why I wasn't dead yet. I had jumped, I was supposed to be dead. I grabbed my head in frustration wishing I could reach over and unplug me so I could die, but I couldn't reach it. I heard the door open and a doctor walked in.
"Ohh, your awake, good. How are you feeling? Any dizziness or light-headedness?" He asked.
"No." I replied in an emotionless voice.
"Good, very good."
"So, when can I leave?"
"You are permitted to leave in a week."
"Ok, by the way how long have I been out?"
"You have been out for 2 months."
"Ok, also can you please leave I'm kind of tired."
"Of course, I'll leave you to rest, if you need anything don't hesitate to ask okay."
"Ok doc."
After he left I lied down on my bed wondering what people would react once I get back to school. I sighed and payed down because I was actually tired. I fell asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow.
When I woke up there were three doctors in my room talking to each other. I recognized one of them before, it was the one who was in here before. They noticed that I had woken up.
One said, "Good, you're awake."
"We're just going to ask you some questions." Said a different one.
-1 hour later-
Once they had finished asking questions they left my room. I was left with just my thoughts once more. I just wanted to get out of here because it was boring as fuck.
-1 week later-
I finally was released from the hellhole called the hospital. My mother came to pick me up and when she got there she was so worried about me and almost chocked me to death while hugging me. We sat in silence on the way home in the car. When we got home my dad came rushing at me and engulfed me in a hug. He was crying, (which by the way never happens like ever).
He yelled, "WHY DID YOU DO IT? DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS ABOUT YOU?"
I visibly flinched and said, "The reason I did it is because I was being bullied at school for being bi and I fell into a deep depression where I felt like no one cared about me anymore. I thought everyone would be happy I was gone."
By the time I finished talking I broke down in tears.
"Honey, why didn't you tell us. We could've helped you." My mom said while hugging me.
"I didn't want to worry you with my problems."
My dad joined in and said, "Sweetie, we care about you very much and you can always tell us your problems and we'll help you no matter what. We won't make fun of you."
"Thanks you guys." I said while hugging them both.
I went up into my room so I could have some time to myself to think and listen to Billie Eilish. About an hour later my mom called me down from my room saying dinner was ready. When I went down into the dining room I saw they had prepared all of my favorite foods. Steak, corn, garlic shell pasta as a side, Pepsi for a drink, garlic bread and apple pie for dessert. I gasped and ran up to my parents to hug them.
"Thank you so so much guys! I really appreciate this!"
"Well, it's the least we could do." Said my dad.
I smiled and sat down at the table. The dinner was filled with jokes and laughs. For once in my life I felt truly happy and it was a-maz-ing. To bad I had to go back to school in the morning. After dinner I hopped in the showers because it has been 2 months since I showered and I smelled bad. After the showers I changed into my pj's and went to bed dreading the fact I had school in the morning. I thought it would just be a normal day at school, you know getting bullied and everything. Boy was I completely wrong though.