Chapter 9

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Anastasia's POV
(TW: Suicide, if you have any bad thoughts, feel free to comment on this chapter and I'll get back to you)
We had just sat down on the sofas in our dorm when my phone vibrated in my pocket, I had a message, and apparently so did Kai
The text read:
Hello Anastasia, we are very sorry to inform you that your friend Jack has passed away, he had some mental problems and didn't let anyone know and they got the best of him, we found his deceased body in the treehouse. He had slit his wrists and bled out. Again, we are very sorry for your loss.

"Holy shit" I said tearing up
"What the fuck" Kai said
"I can't believe it, I thought he said he got help I-" I stuttered
"Well clearly he lied, oh my god Ana"
"He's gone, holy shit"
"Come here"
Kai moved over to me and engulfed me in a hug, tearing up himself I cried into his stomach

"Are you guys okay, what happened?" Pansy asked
"He's gone, holy shit, or friend Jake, he fucking died Pansy" Kai said stuttering on his words
"Oh my god, I'm sorry, I- holy shit" She said, feeling sympathy towards us

I moved out of Kai's grasp "I'm going to bed"
"Are you gonna be okay?" Kai asked
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'll be fine" I smiled weakly and walked into my room, shutting the door behind me
I walked over to my bed slowly and sat down
"Are you okay?" Mattheo asked wiping the tiredness off his eyes
"Yeah, yeah, I'm good, night" I replied getting under the covers, not bothering to change into my pyjamas
"Ana, it's 2pm, it's too early" Mattheo said
Kai walked in

"Leave her mate, she's gonna sleep for a while, whenever she's sad, she sleeps or eats, this time it's gonna be bad, just do what she says okay?" Kai said
"Yeah alright, is she okay, what happened?" He asked again
"Yeah, no, yeah, okay bye" Kai said waving his hand and walking out the door
"What?" Mattheo was so confused
My mascara had completely stained the duvet by now, stupid non-waterproof mascara, wast of money is what that shit is
I slowly drifted off to sleep, trying my best to avoid all urges to add more scars to my collection.

(A/N okay, first of all I would just like to say, thank you for all your support on this book and it's gotten bigger than I expected it would so thank you guys :]  Secondly, I have suffered from self harm and shit so I make jokes out of it to avoid all serious conversation so I do know what I'm writing about. Last of all, if you guys are going through anything, feel completely free to comment on here and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thank you guys, byeeee)

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