chapter 6:rooftops*trigger*

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Kaleb's P.O.V

i sit alone at the bar. i'm on my 8th shot now  and my vision is getting hazy. when i feel someone nudge me really hard as they walk passed me. i look up and it's evan, storming passed me with an angry look on his face. and i smile sadistically. i knew that that comment would get to him, because he knows that he could work his hands to the bone for the rest of his life but he will never have as much money as i do right now. really all of my money means nothing to me, nothing ever fills the void, where love should be. i feel empty inside. i would trade in all of my money, if only someone would love me the way that i love Madalyn. or for a girl to look at me with stars in her eyes like Madalyn does Evan. if only, just once. someone would look at me as more than just a joke. like i'm not just taking up space in this world, like i matter. why am i so insignificant in the eyes of others? maybe i should just get it over with, jump off of the bridge that goes over the interstate  , my body will be splattered all over the pavement and torn apart by speeding cars. my suicide will make headlines, no one will ever forget about me, i'll be famous. i know deep within my being that this is what it's going to boil down too. i'm far too damaged, and weak. and i don't belong anywhere. people like me don't belong in this world. everyones dishonest and cruel, selfish and deceitful, hateful and ignorant. what's the point? everything always turns to shit in the end anyway.


sorry if this sucks. any feedback would be appreciated and if someone would co-write with me that would be cool too,





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