Chapter 23

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TW: Suicide

Liandro

I was so messed up, I couldn't think clearly. We were both in bed already. I took my time earlier in the bathroom to cry everything out. Every horrible memory flooded my head as I tried to stir clear from the sadness. I didn't want this anymore.

It pained me that night when Alex punched me, physically and emotionally. When he fucked me that night, memories of Chris flashed. When he called me a bitch, memories of Melissa flashed. I was so done with everything all I wanted to do was kill myself. But that wasn't right. Especially when I had Alex.

I was sobbing the entire night. I knew Alex was awake because his hand gripped my shirt every time I sobbed. His hand was wrapped around my chest as my back was facing him. He didn't have to blame himself. It only made me feel horrible.

"Alex" I called out. He moved closer to me and hugged me tighter. "Yes, baby?" He asked, his tone melancholic. "You know I love you right?" I asked. "I know" He replied.

And with that, I sliced my wrist with the blade I had gotten from the bathroom and let blood flow out of me, the crying man beside me unaware. "I'll wait for you"

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