25. Chapter 24
I just got home. Nash's parents got back so I just left. Nash has been a little off lately and I'm not quite sure why. All I know is that he's getting a lot of hate and he might not be handling it well. That's when I got a text from Nash. "Hey Stefanie. I know you've noticed that something is bothering me. The hate. I can't take it. People want me to kill myself. Maybe I'll just give them what they want. I love you. Bye." I ran to my car and drove to Nash's house. He's a strong boy. He can't die. Not on my watch. I finally got there. I didn't bother knocking on the door because, well, I don't give a fuck. My boyfriend is trying to commit suicide. I run to Nash's room, but he's not in there. It seems like no one is in the house. I don't think anyone is. I notice the bathroom light on and I hear something drop in there. "Shit." I hear Nash say. I try to open the door, but it's locked. I start banging on the door screaming. "NASH! OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR NOW!" He's ignoring me. I get so pissed so I try to knock the door down, but I'm weak. I can't knock a door down. I continue banging on the door, but that's not going to do anything. "Please Nash. Open the door." I say. Nothing happens. I find a baseball bat in Nash's room and that's when an idea popped into my head. I took it and bashed the door. I see Nash picking up pills off the ground and putting them back in the bottle. I knock the bottle out of his hands and I hold his face in my hands. "I love you, okay. You're not going to die. It's going to be okay. Trust me Nash. You'll get through it." I say. He was crying. I gave him a hug. "I love you." I say to him.