The
Truth Is...
Chapter 39
“Well, after everything happened with us, I spiraled out of
control. I got really depressed, and life at home got worse. I
started to wonder if there was a way out, and one day I found it.
It started with just bruises, you know, hitting myself
“accidentally” or running into stuff. Soon, that
wasn’t enough. When I was shaving, I’d purposefully
cut myself. That made me feel better, but after awhile, that
didn’t help anymore. So, I took the razor out of it, and
one say I slit my wrists.” I gasped. I never would’ve
guessed. “I’m sorry, go on,” I breathed.
“I know, this is a shock to you, but ok. So, I was in the
bathtub, because I figured that way my mom wouldn’t have to
clean up the blood, she could just kind of wash it away, you
know?” he asked, giving my hand a squeeze. Slowly, I
nodded. “Well, Joey misheard my mom when she said I was
taking a shower, and he thought she wanted him to go take a
bath.” “No,” I breathed. Joey is Bryen’s
younger brother. I think he’s 5 now, but I’m not
sure. “Yeah. I guess he screamed and got my mom. I got
admitted, and when I got out, I couldn’t go back home. I
can’t even look at Joey now,” he sighed, his eyes
starting to water. “I know, Lizzy doesn’t understand
what happened with me, but it’s hard for me to look at her
still. Hey, can I ask you something?” “Of
course.” “Do you truly love me?”
“Yes.” “Then you’d do anything for
me?” I asked, eyeing the ledge. He followed my gaze.
“Well, the truth is-” The rest of his sentence was
broken off as he kissed me and we fell, tumbling off the cliff,
in our final embrace. And in that spilt second before we hit the
ground, I finally knew I was loved.
The End!!!
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