You left.
You left when I needed you.
I can't forgive you for that.
"Why'd you have to leave?!" I sob, leaning my head against the grave. Tears running down my cheeks.
"You know she still beats me."
"Killing yourself only made it worse."
My fist clench, knuckles against the dirt, digging into the ground.
"Tell me brother...does it feel better on the other side?"
"Will the pain leave?"
"Do I not have to fear for my life?"
"Maybe I'll join you..." I pull back and stare at the engraving.
"I'll join you one day brother."
YOU ARE READING
Boys Of Freedom
Teen Fiction"You lost him the second you laid your dirty ass fingers on me. And just so you know, I'm not doing this because I still love you. I'd rather have someone like you out of my fucking life." (2/2)
