When the car pulls up to my house, Madden gets out with me. It’s still raining out, but we’re both soaking wet from earlier. Madden wraps his arms around me. “Hayden, I love you so much. These past 6 months have been the best of my life. I love you.” “I love you too Madden. I don’t know what I would do without you baby.” We kiss one more time, and he walks back to the car. “I love you!” I yell to him. He smiles back. The car starts to pull away from the curb. Out of nowhere, another car comes in view, swerves, and collides into the front of their car. “NOOO!” I scream. The other car was going more than 100 mph. I fall to my knees, and instantly start bawling. That was the last time I would ever see Madden, alive. He was gone…

“Hayden I’m coming in.” “Luc, no!" He opens the door, looks at my wrists and starts backing up. “Luc, you don’t unders-” “You said that you weren’t going to do this ever again! You said that everything was okay after you talked to that counselor! You promised!” He slams the bathroom door, and runs up the stairs. Now he’s gonna go and tell mom that I cut again. Now I’m going to have to go to the “hospital.” Now everybody’s gonna know. Everybody at school is going to judge me for this.

I grab my razor, and slide it deeper into my wrists. The pain is excruciating. The pain is worse then it’s ever been before. Blood is gushing out now. I take it out, and put the razor in again, even farther. I start not being able to breathe. I fall to the ground, with the razor still jabbed in my wrist. I let the blood come out. My clothes are drenched now. Maybe I’ll see my dad and Madden now. Maybe I’m doing good? I start closing my eyes, my last look at the world. I’m soaked in blood, I mean who would care? I’m just another person dying of suicide, no big deal. The smell of blood starts to fill the room, I’m still breathing. I can fell my heart stop beating. Another broken heart. Another broken promise. Another broken life. Cause nothing’s been the same, since you’ve been gone. comments?