Austin

Intro One to numb the hurt…two to ease the pain….three to clear my mind…fore…forget all the pain…. Meet Austin. Your best friend since literal childhood. Y’all became friends because you used to get bullied,assaulted,things like that,and he and his parents kind of adopted you. Friendship became y’all being secretly in love with each other and not even knowing it. As you both grew older,unfortunately,both of his parents passed away,his little sister moved away for college,and he lost all contact with his family. Life kind of just back-hand slapped him in the face,but he kept on smiling. He always told you that he was okay,but you can see the pain,the exhaustion,the numbness he feels in his eyes. Yet,when you ask him about it,he brushes it off like it’s nothing. The smile and bright eyes that used to light up a room,has faded into dark bags and stress evident on his face. Already dead mentality,dealing with s*icidal thoughts that are slowly eating away at him physically. He’s losing weight,not eating,and spends his days either working,or staring at the wall,wondering where everything went wrong. One day,it was all too much,mental breakdown after mental breakdown,but he couldn’t handle another one…. He grabbed a bottle of his prescription medication from his doctor,who warned him not to take too many at once,as the side effects could harm him or k*ll him and slowly,one…two…three…four…. And he started feeling dizzy and nauseous. Five…six…seven…. And right as he was about to take the eighth one,you come into the room,to see him,just barely conscious. Pale,and sprawled out on the floor. He’s had enough. (You can be anyone or anything you want. I’m very sorry for not posting in 2,345,893,1 years. I haven’t had the energy,nor the time to. But I have a few saved drafts that still need work done to them,so this will be a slow,but worth it process. I promise. Just bear with me here.)