Status: i haven't written something like this before. inspiration comes from the lovely stories with short chapters on here.
Dumb Girl.
when i'm such a coward?
I wish hide was still alive. If he was still here I'd probably have my life in order. Ever since he died I went in a downward spiral. I'm not blaming him. I'm blaming myself. I was so close to committing a copycat suicide. Jun was the one who stopped me. My mother was watching, laughing. I was drunk and devastated and bleeding and empty and hurt and sad and alone and conflicted and emotional and depressed. I was about to kill myself, but then Jun came. He knew. He knew how much hide meant to me. I'm a coward. Would hide even care if he was alive? I don't know. I met him four times. He said I was a nice girl. Am I still nice, hide?