Shane = Bold
Cleo = Italics
"Well hello sweetheart, this is a pleasant surprise. You calling me for a change; who'd have thought? I mean I know I'm irresistib-"
"Shut your big mouth for one second, will you?"
"Someone's stressy."
"Just shut up, okay. Shut up!"
"Super-girl...are you crying?"
"Yes. How bloody observant of you!"
"Whoa. Calm down. Are you alright?"
"Why in hell would you care?"
"I...I don't. I'm just wondering why you're calling me."
"Because I have no one else to call."
"Your contact list must be much shorter than mine."
"Can you just take this seriously for once? Please. If you do nothing else. He's running out of time."
"Running out of- Wait. Did you just say running out of time?"
"Yes. I did. Turn your bloody ears on, Lost Boy."
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Suicide Helpline
Teen Fiction❝In which a celebrity dials a random number in hope of finding one last thing to make him smile before he commits suicide at the end of the month.❞ "I'm going to commit suicide in one months time." "I think you have the wrong number." "It can't be t...