Chapter 5: This Is The Last Chapter

Now, I don't know what we'll do. It seems, in the past few weeks, as though you're going to leave me behind again. Go ahead; run off with your popular friends; flirt with the jocks; wear all the short shorts and brand name t-shirts you want. I don't care.

Of course, I can keep saying that, but it doesn't make it true. I don't care I don't care I don't care-

But I do.

You know what? You'll be sorry. When you've abandoned me completely, you'll be sorry. Because you'll be the one to find my body, hanging in my closet. You'll see the scars upon my wrist and know it was you who made it worse. You'll cry and wonder why I did this. Then, you'll read the suicide note in my pocket, and you'll know.

I needed you to be there. I needed you to be my best friend. And you weren't. That's what's tearing me apart.

I guess we won't be best friends forever if one of them is dead.