'i miss you'

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ship: george x will

i want to cry. i want to scream. my throat hurts and i just want the pain to end. i miss him.

the picture in my hands makes me feel so many emotions. i don't want to feel like this. i wish i didn't.

"i-i miss you so much. i'm so sorry. i- fuck i should've answered. i should've sped over to your house. i could've made it! it's all my fault.." i drop the picture, hearing it smash into pieces.

my hands start pulling at my hair as tears spill from my eyes like a salty waterfall. "i could've h-helped. i miss you. i miss you. why did you do this? i want to be with you."

i remove my left hand & punch the wall in front of me. over and over. feeling no physical pain, only emotional, maybe even mental pain.

"I HATE YOU." i sob, continuing to make the hole bigger.

suddenly my hands pulled away. i look up to see alex. his eyes are watering. i cry harder, feeling so pathetic. as if on cue, alex grabs the first aid kit from my dresser and sits in front of me on my bed.

once my hand is bandaged up he pulls my into a hug. i pathetically sob into his purple sweater. i can feel the pain from my hand and i can also hear alex crying.

"shh... george it's going to be ok. it will, i promise. i'm here." alex rubs my back soothingly, which slowly calms me down.

i'm numb. what happened, wasn't i just sobbing? why can i not feel anything. maybe i already cried out all of the emotion i had left.

"sorry you have to see this." my voice is monotone. alex heard this and stands up.

"it will get better." he says, caressing my cheek.

"it never will. he's dead. heads up, hide all our pills. i might end up like him."

alex frowns and leaves the room. i sit there, staring at the picture of me and will, so happy and in love.

the same thing happens two days later, this time i end up finding the pill stash. this time i finally get to see my beloved will.

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