#LUKE HUMMINGS LAY BEDROOM CLIFFORD MOVIE#
It all started on the usual movie night with the boys, huge amouns of food and 3 curious boys that wanted to know why you wouldn’t eat popcorn, chips, pizza or any of the other stuff that were on the coffee table. Thanks for reading and requesting and if you want to talk then I’m always here. I’m not trying to encourage it but writing about it can help loads of people. All you did right now was cry into his chest as he held you tightly.A/N: This was requested bu anon, if anorexia or any other eating disorder triggers you then please don’t read this. You didn’t want to promise him and tell him that you won’t try it again, because you knew that you will try it one day. Please, please, please…” he pleaded, his last words turning into whispers. If I didn’t wake up and find the note, you could’ve been dead right now, and just the thought of you not being alive anymore hurts more than anything else. I love you more than you could ever imagine, and I don’t ever want you to leave.
He tightened his grip around you, still speaking in a shaky voice, “No,, I won’t let you go. “Please, Luke, let me go,” you sobbed into his chest.
You just wanted to die already you wanted to leave this terrible world, but he wouldn’t let you. You wanted to fight back, but you felt so weak. He shook his head and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest. All you wanted to do was swallow the pills right now, but you couldn’t because he was there. Every breath hurts every breath feels like it’s burning, I can’t handle living anymore,” you looked up at him as you spoke, your whole body was shaking. “Well, I’m sorry, but I’m breaking my promise. “No,, stop! You promised that you wouldn’t do it!” Eventually, he pushed the door open, grabbed your fist and opened it, causing you to drop the pills to the floor as you cried. “Leave, Luke!” you sobbed out, trying to close the door but you couldn’t since he kept his foot there. “No,, stop! Please!” he pleaded you in a shaky voice you could tell that he was crying and he probably ran all the way from his house to yours. You were about to close it, but Luke stuck his feet in between the door and the doorframe, stopping you. You quickly stopped and got up, walking over to your bedroom door to close and lock it. You closed your eyes and opened your mouth to swallow the pills, but then you heard the front door open downstairs and Luke call out your name.
#LUKE HUMMINGS LAY BEDROOM CLIFFORD FREE#
You’re finally going to be free from everything. Tears were streaming down your face and you were shaking as you slowly brought your hand up to swallow the pills.
All the bad thoughts about life and yourself ran through your head, and you couldn’t handle it anymore. But you also felt like you were finally going to be free free from the pain, from the depression, from the dark thoughts, from seeing your reflection and thinking about how bad you looked and wonder why even Luke liked you in the first place. You looked down at them, feeling numb, yet so scared. You took out the bottle of pills that you hid in one of your drawers, and opened it, pouring out the pills into your hand. Once you got there, you unlocked the door and walked in, going upstairs to your bedroom. You let your tears escape freely and walked out of the house, walking over to yours. You covered your mouth as a sob was about to escape, and quickly, but quietly, walked out of the room. You slowly leaned down and kissed Luke’s cheek, but being careful not to wake him up. You got up from the couch and walked into Luke’s bedroom, placing the tear stained note on his side table along with a few old notes that you wrote earlier just in case the time has come and it did. You sniffled as you finished writing the note, not even bothering to wipe away your tears since you knew that there will be more tears escaping your eyes. you’ll find a girl who’s not depressed and has suicidal thoughts running through her head every single day. once I’m gone, you might be a bit sad for a month or two, but then you’ll get used to it. I’ve held on for so long, and I can’t do it anymore. I love you so much, and as much as I want to stay and spend the rest of my life with you, I can’t. Please don’t read if you get triggered easily
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