Chapter 7:

I was running from the boy, and he was chasing after me like I was important to him.

“DAEMON! COME BACK!” I didn't stop for him. Not even for a second. He didn't deserve it, and there was no way I was gonna just give in like a fucking kid. That wasn't my job to be nice, and it wasn't my job to not leave him. Even though I was only a few weeks from graduation, I'd probably be quitting the next monday. I didn't even want to look at Aaron right now. He'd pissed me off for...the first time ever. He'd never affected me like that. This wasn't something I'd get over quickly either. He kept trying to get me to stop running, and he chased after me for a long time.

But I don't know if I'd even quit. I'd just leave. That whole night I didn't stop running. I couldn't stop thinking about how he'd laughed so easily at the only emotion I'd ever felt, or at least talked about. This is why he hid from telling people how the hell he felt. Because emotions get you hurt. I just wanted to fucking kill myself.

Experience what the "afterlife" would be like first hand.