Authors note: ..:(:
Plot: Y/n and Jonathan had a fight but her last words to him were 'i hate you'.
"I HATE YOU!"
Those words I said to him were stuck in my head. I trembled. I regret everything.
He died because of me.
Because of that argument I caused just about catching him with another girl.
To be honest with you I am a complete bitch. I never saw them do anything but talk at the pub.
There was a knock on my door.
I ignored it. I didn't want any visitors after what's happened.
"Y/n open up this is the police," They say. I sigh and get up heading to the door. I opened up to be faced with the policemen who had to question me.
"What," I ask bluntly.
"We found this in his living room, we figured it would be for you, so, here it is," they smile at me handing me a letter before leaving.
I closed the door and sat on the couch.
'Dear my love, Y/n,
If you read this I'd probably be dead. Technically this is a suicide letter. I know what you're thinking, that it's all your fault for my death. No it's not you're fault. It's my depression. 'Do or die'. As you know my mind isn't in the right place. I know you didn't mean it when you said you hate me. We are soulmates! I want you to carry on with life and find a real guy. Who can actually take care of you, be there for you all times. All the things I couldn't do or wasn't able to do. I love you Y/n. Please don't forget about me. :) xxx
Love Jonathan xoxo :)
I broke down, screaming. I couldn't do it anymore..
I needed to do it, soon and fast.
