"Seto, I'm sorry, but we're kicking you out of Team Crafted," Mitch said. I blinked. "W-what?" I asked. "Six out of seven voted you out," he continued. I couldn't believe it. Best friends wouldn't turn on each other. My breathing got a little faster. I felt tears welling up at my eyes. "We don't think that you fit in the group very well. You're too serious; you won't accept business offers..." Mitch explained. "And, uh, who was the one who didn't vote me out?" I asked. "It was Ty"

Ty. The person I had been madly in love with for as long as I could remember .Each year we knew each other, and I know it sounds cheesy, my love for him grew stronger. He was so trustworthy, loyal, kind, not to mention cute. I felt butterflies in my stomach at the thought that he didn't vote me out, despite everyone else.

Tears still flowed, even though the thought of Ty cheered me up a little. "You won't be able to live in the TC house anymore. Take your stuff from your room, please. We won't rush you, but... It'll be less awkward," Mitch finished uncomfortably. I could see the guilt in his eyes.

"Ty!"

I snapped back into reality. I was sitting on the park bench, lost in my thoughts until I heard to people I used to be very close to talking to each other not very far.

Before I started staring, I made myself clean up the mess of books I made around myself. There was a book on my lap turned to a page about how life is different from almost everyone's expectations. Huh, I'd have to read into that later. I put the book in my backpack along with the rest if my stuff.

I looked at Ty. The moment I did, I felt my stomach do a backflip. Should I tell Ty...? Another voice in my said no. But what is there to lose? Sanity, happiness, you'd be so surprised, it replied. I ignored it and went YOLO, feeling brave for the first time in so long.

"Hey Ty," I said when there was a pause in his and Jason's conversation. Jason shifted uncomfortably. He always acted awkward around me; I don't think he likes me. "Ty, I'll be back. I have to... uh, get my phone from the house. Be back in a sec," Jason said, running towards TC HQ.

"Uh, Ty? I have something important to tell you," I said. Ty looked at me confused for a quick second, then his confusion turned into a smirk. "Are you finally gonna thank me for trying to defend you from being kicked out of TC?" he joked. I raised an eyebrow. "You know that I already have, not like I saved it or anything... But anyway, I needed to tell you that... I, uh, I... haveacrushonyou." I said, quietly rushed out the last part. "What did you say? I couldn't hear that last part," Ty said. "IloveyouTy," I mumbled. Ty's face went from confusion to guilt. I didn't understand. He looked at his feet. "That's... nice, and I now that you expect me to love you back, but... I already love someone else. It's not like I don't like you or anything, though..." he trailed.

Of course not. He wouldn't love a worthless piece of shit like me. Because this is real life. This isn't one of the stupid romance books that I've read because I always imagined me and Ty being the main characters. He would obviously choose someone else. And I was pretty sure that "someone else" meant Jason, because they always spent so much time together and he probably could tell I liked him (why he would act strangely around me).

My heart shattered into billions of pieces. The same feeling of rejection as I did when I got kicked out of Team Crafted. I managed to pull a fake smile. "It's okay, Ty. It's just a crush. I'll get over it. I mean, you can't stop love, right?" I lied. "We're still friends, right?" he asked. "Yeah."

I guess he didn't realize that the last part didn't just apply to him. Once you love someone, it's nearly impossible to stop that. And my condition wasn't even close to curable. That's why I would never try to even get Ty to understand my feelings.

I ran home, a river or tears flowing down my cheeks. I sprinted into my house, slamming and locking the door. Immediately, I ran into the bathroom.

I searched around for my blade, but couldn't find it. Come on, come on, I thought. Then I remembered: Kyle had taken it away from me. I didn't find the razor, but I found some anti-depressant pills. This'll have to do... I could overdose.

I took a handful and swallowed them all at once. I felt my senses slowly numb and watched my vision turn black.