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After about an hour, Charlie stopped crying and fell asleep. I stood up and took him up to his room, laying him on his bed. I tucked him in and kissed his forehead before I went to my room. I sat at my desk and turned on my laptop. When it was done booting up, I signed into my e-mail and instant messenger. I checked my e-mail before I clicked on ‘Compose’. Right in the middle of typing my e-mail, an IM popped up. It was from John.
Johnnyboy89: ‘Hey, what are you doing?’
DarkenedSoul101: ‘I’m not in the mood. Charlie’s dad just died.’
Johnnyboy89: ‘oh, sorry to hear that. How are you doing?’
DarkenedSoul101: ‘What do you want? I’m busy.’
Johnnyboy89: ‘I wanted to explain.’
DarkenedSoul101: ‘It’s too late for that. These last 3 yrs have been nothing but a lie and to think that I actually love you.’
Johnnyboy89: ‘What do you mean? I thought that you didn’t. I’m confused.’
DarkenedSoul101: ‘Good-bye John.’ I signed off IM and returned to the e-mail I was currently writing. After I finished writing it, I sent it and signed off, then turned off the laptop.

I got up, went into my bathroom, and grabbed my sleeping pills. I walked back out to set my pills on the side table next to my bed, and then walked over to my closet. I grabbed my favorite clothes, and then went into my bathroom to change. I came out ten minutes later in black tube top, black baggy low-rise jeans, and my black circa shoes. I had my three earrings in my ears, long silver chains on my pants, silver spiked choker, and a gold band on each of my middle fingers. I had black eyeliner, black mascara, and my hair was pulled into a low ponytail at the nape of my neck. I walked into Charlie’s room and kneeled next to him. I gently shook him awake and picked him up, walking down to my truck, grabbing his bag on the way. I put the half-asleep Charlie in my truck and jumped in the driver’s side. I pulled out of the driveway and drove to Charlie’s house. I carried him in and put him in his bed, while his maid did the rest.

I got back to my house and grabbed my leather jacket on my way up to my room. I put my jacket on as I sat on my bed and grabbed the pill bottle next to my bed. I let the tears fall as I thought about what I have lost and what I was doing. I poured half the bottle in my hand and popped them in my mouth, swallowing them dry. I poured the rest of the bottle in my hand and swallowed them as well. I lay down and closed my eyes, hoping this would be painless as the tears continued to fall.

John got on his computer and checked his mail. He saw an e-mail from Janice and quickly opened it, wondering what it was about. It read:

Dear John,
I’m sorry for kicking you to the curb, but that was only to protect you. I wish I could take back what I said, but I know that I can’t. What’s done is done and you can’t go back. I wish that none of this had to happen. I thought that this way, the world would be happier and I would be not so depressed. I hope you find someone worth your feelings and that loves you as I do.
My life has been horrible, that is until you showed up. You showed me that people can care about me, that I wasn’t a nobody that people didn’t want. I was so messed up when my parents left, but you helped me. When they left, I was in pieces and didn’t care about anything or anyone, but you put me back together and for that I’m grateful.
These last three weeks or so have been killer. I’ve missed you so much, that I often find myself driving to your house to tell you that I forgive you and that I’m sorry, that I want to be friends again. I’ve found it hard to live without you. You know the scars on my arms. I cut myself when the pain of not having you in my life gets to be too much for me to bear. I hate myself for all that I’ve done to you. I just wanted to explain to you before it was too late.
If you’re reading this letter, it’s too late to save me. I’m gone from the world, never to return again. I’ve lost my reasons to live. I lost you, my main reason, and now I’ve lost Charlie. His dad said that he was to go to his abusive aunt’s. I can’t do anything for him, so why should I stay on this Earth anymore? You’re gone and won’t ever come back, I’ll never see Charlie again. I just wish that my life didn’t turn out this way. I’m too young to die, but I think this is how it’s supposed to be. I love you, with all that I got. I’ll be watching over you and Charlie. Tell him that I’m sorry to have to leave just after his dad died, but it’s something that I had to do. Good-bye John...

Love,
Janice Tulson

John couldn’t believe what he just read, he jumped up and ran out of his house. He ran as fast as possible to Janice’s house. He got there in five minutes and smashed a window before he ran up the stairs to Janice’s room. He threw the door open and went over to Janice, who was lying on the bed. He kneeled next to her and felt for a pulse. It was slowing down fast; he looked around and caught sight of the empty pill bottle on the floor next to the bed. He reached into his pocket and brought out his cell phone before he hurriedly dialed 9-1-1.

I woke up to bright lights and people talking, I opened my eyes to see I was in some kind of hospital room. I groaned and turned over on my side, closing my eyes tighter, hoping it was all a dream. I felt the bed sink down as someone sat down behind me. They wrapped their arm around me and leaned against me, shaking slightly, probably crying.
“Jan, why did you do it?” Someone asked. He sounded a lot like John. I opened my eyes and turned over to see John looking a little broken and relieved.
“Why couldn’t you just let me die? Why did you have to go and save the day?” I yelled dryly at him.
“I couldn’t lose you.” He whispered, closing his eyes. I shook my head and turned back over, wishing him to leave. I could not handle this right now. I closed my eyes and willed myself to fall asleep.

I walked down to the kitchen and went to the fridge. I got out the hospital two days ago; I spent two weeks in the hospital and have not gone back to school yet. I am sure everyone knows by now. I got a doctor’s note saying that I could stay out for a week to recover. Obviously, I overdosed on the pills and I have an officer coming over everyday to check up on me, making sure I do not do it again. I opened the fridge to get something to eat when the doorbell rang. I shrugged and went to answer it. When I opened the door, John rushed up to me. He pushed me back into the wall behind the door with his hands resting on the wall on either side of my head, and leaned closer. I was about to say something, but his lips crashed down on mine in a sweet chaste kiss. I half-heartedly tried to push him away, but he did not move. As he deepened the kiss, I melted into him and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. After a minute or two, we broke apart for air and he leaned his head down with his mouth next to my ear.
“I love you.” He whispered as he kissed my neck.
“I love you too.” I whispered as he brought his head back up and claimed my lips in a demanding but sweet kiss.

The next Monday, we went to school and announced that we were officially going out. John’s friends were furious to say the least and Josh was beyond angry. Josh tried to beat John up again, but John and I took care of them. After that, everyone left us alone and John’s friends started to be nice to me. Now, John’s friends are close to being my friends. John’s gotten better at fighting and such. I even got to teach him how to skateboard. We became even more inseparable. Charlie had to go live with his aunt, but I made sure that she treats him right. Yeah, I threatened her. Now, she’s the nicest aunt in the world and doesn’t abuse Charlie no more. Charlie gets to stay with me occasionally, which makes both of us very happy. Even though his dad has died, he’s doing exceptionally well with it. I’m so proud of him and myself…