"I know where you hide, alone in your car." ~Maroon 5, "She Will be Loved"
POV: James Diamond
After Kendall got up and left, Logan did, too. I was left all alone in the living room with a blanket, a few pillows, and my lonely self.
I tucked my knees to my chest and leaned against the back of the couch. I stayed there for what felt like forever. I never moved or got up. I barely breathed.
Someone dropped a blanket over me. I didn't know who. They said something, but I couldn't hear it. Everything was a blur around me.
At night, I let everything go. I let my tears fall. I let my lungs try to stop working and my heart try to stop beating. Nothing worked. If suicide was just so easy for Carlos, why wasn't it easy for me?
I needed to get out of this life. Knowing that Carlos was actually dead was too much for me. And once I was gone, I was sure that Kendall and Logan would follow soon after me.
BTRBTRBTR
I held the knife in my hands.
Goodbye, life.
