Joel (lebed) wrote in dalton_rpg, @ 2011-02-24 23:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! thread, @ character: joel o'hara, character: roman alexander, status: incomplete |
It's too late to fight, it ends tonight.
Who: Joel and Rome
What: Rome subverts a possible suicide attempt.
Where: Joel's room, Johnson 203
When: February 24th, 2011; late evening - 11:30pm after this.
Rating: (N?)SFW, depression and suicidal themes
Joel stood in front of his mirror, staring down at the bottle of pills in his hand. He felt the tears falling down his cheeks. That conversation with Chris had been the last straw. He sincerely thought no one cared. His parents obviously didn't, he hadn't seen his mother even at fashion week. They hadn't spoken since Christmas and then it was only via Skype for about 5 minutes. They were too busy for him.
If he'd have been thinking more clearly he'd have realized there were some people who cared and he'd have remembered that he'd left his door unlocked. He wiped at his eyes, shaky hands trying to work the cap on the bottle off. He'd posted the journal entry and shut his computer off, not expecting anyone to actually reply. The world would be better off without him. He was just a massive bitch most of the time anyway. No one would miss him.
"Fuck!" He cried out brokenly, slamming the pills down onto the top of the desk when he failed to get it open yet again. "Can't even do this right!" He picked the bottle back up and tried again, finally getting the lid off.
Now, how many would he have to swallow to just fall asleep and never wake up?