Hey guys! I hope you like this story :P and yeah lol
Disclaimer: i Don't own Degrassi
Third Person POV
As he slid the cold piece of metal across his arm, he felt tears slide down his cheek. He lost her. He would never be the same again.
He looked up and saw the picture of their three month anniversary. His chin resting on her shoulder and his arms around her waist, smiling. She was smiling too. "I'll never be able to smile again", he whispered in between whimpers. He loved her and now he lost her, could he ever love again?
"Probably not", he thought. That's when he finally admitted to himself that she was actually dead. He heard the doctor's voice amplify in his mind. "She's dead, I'm sorry to say we couldn't do anything about it". That was this morning. It was 2 in the afternoon.
He got off the floor and crawled in bed, not wanting to talk to anybody, just wanting to sleep. So he did. He slept all through the rest of the day and night. The next morning he finally realized he, Elijah James Goldsworthy hated life.
I know It's short but this is just the epilouge !