WARNING!!! THIS CHAPTER IS ABOUT SUICIDE INSTIGATION. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH SUCH!!! AND P.S, WHATEVER YOU'RE FACING, SUICIDE ISN'T THE WAY!!! EVERY PROBLEM HAS A SOLUTION AND SUICIDE ISN'T ONE OF THEM!!! THERE'S LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL, NO MATTER HOW FAR IT IS!
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THIRTY MINUTES EARLIER.....
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"Sweetheart." He says and I stop.
I was both relieved and scared.
Relieved about the fact I saw someone I knew. Someone I'm close to.
And scared because I didn't know how he'd react after hearing my story.
"I heard." He begins. "Those bastards. Spilling out rubbish."
Relieved it is then.
"Are you alright?" He asks worriedly.
Was I alright?
Hell no.
I felt soul-less, I felt abandoned.
"No." I breathe out. "I'm so not fucking alright."
