i look down to see small dots of blood seeping through the light fabric of my shirt.
fuck.
"oh my god- how'd that get there? it's probably from my cooking earlier- i made spaghetti. oh jeez, would you look at the time, it's getting awfully late. i gotta study for finals, so see ya!"
i slammed the door on albert.
little did he know that i would not be studying all night, i would be sobbing.
i hope he doesn't think i cut now.
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"pessimistic" // a short story • jalbert
FanfictionDISCLAIMER: i am fully aware that lana and albert are in a relationship! i do not mean to offend or disrespect that! i wrote this because i thought it was a good idea for a story! - a jalbert short story. ( obviously an au ) - tw: suicide, depressio...
