Suicidal Thoughts

Emmie and I were surprised by what he was saying. "My sister killed herself a year ago too. Why shouldn't I do it? All the pain of living is too much, Lane. I don't think I can put up with it anymore." He was crying, and I looked at Emmie. She would know what to say.
"Well, I care Lane." I said, and I knew he needed more than that. "If it gets bad, you can come see me. I'll be here for you." I added, and Emmie smiled.
"Ow f**k, that hurts. It's bleeding really bad." He said, and Emmie stood up. She pulled me up too, and I turned him off speaker.
"What hurts?" I asked, and he sighed.
"It's fine. It doesn't hurt anymore. Can I tell you a secret?" He asked, and I sat back down.
"Sure." I answered, and he took a few minutes to say it.
"Never mind. It'll freak you out. I shouldn't have said anything. Damn, I'm stupid." He groaned, and we talked about everything for half an hour.
Emmie left to go shopping with her friend, and I was left at home with nothing to do since Lane was at work now.

Author's Note

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