He Doesn't Want Your Help
Description
My breath is sharp and ragged, but I don't care. My vision is blurry and I can't concentrate, but I don't care. I'm feeling nauseous, like I could pass out any minute now, but I don't care.
"L.joe! Open up now! Listen to me! I can help you! Please don't do this to yourself! Open up! For me!"
No....
"L.joe! L.JOE!"
"No! I don't want your help...."
My best friend is calling, trying to help me, trying to save me from what I've become.
But I still don't care.
Foreword
Another angst idea...all you guys probably think I'm emo! *gasps* No guys I'm not don't worry, I just like writing these kinds of stories and have a lot of ideas (Hopefully they are good ones) hopefully you guys enjoy them xx
Poster found in later chaps:
Thanks 2pmfan, good job!
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