1. A Family Betrayal Chapter 3


    Date: 3/6/2017, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Black, Death, Non-Erotic, Romance, Violence, Author: Hawkrider, Rating: 92.6, Source: sexstories.com

    May my beacon now that beacon was gone. Once back at the dorm I locked the door. I went over to Adam’s ipod deck finding that song he played so much. Once found I placed it on repeat then have it play as I turn the volume up. Making my way to the bathroom my jacket comes off dropping to the floor. Once in the bathroom I look to see my reflection. I see a man full of conflict, fear, a feeling of loss. I shake my head as I open the medicene cabinet to see what it contains. I grab all that I can see. Once I have all I can carry I make my way back into the living room. I place the bottles on the coffee table. After I have done that I go to grab a beer to help relax me. Looking in the fridge I grab two more just in case. Back in the living room I sit on the couch. As the music plays I open the bottles dumping them on the table. Glancing at the pills in front of my eyes. They are a mixture of pain pills, sleep aides, stay awake’s, asprin, the basic pills of a college kid. I take a drink of the beer in my hand just to get my mouth wet. I listen to the lyrics that flow as I start take the pills only to drown them with beer. Here's my chance This is my chance Tell my mother, Tell my father I've done the best I can To make them realize This is my life I hope they understand I'm not angry, I'm just saying... Sometimes goodbye is a second chance After taking all the pills there was I sat there drinking the last of the beer in my hand. I felt my heart starting to race. My mind started ...
    to spin as my eyes grew heavy. I listened to the song play again. Please don't cry one tear for me I'm not afraid Of what I have to say This is my one and only voice So listen close, It's only for today My eyes closed in that moment as I saw darkness with the last thought of my mind. I heard voices run close together. My fathers, My mothers, Michelle, Travis, my god parents, and everyone one else talking asking where was I. All I could say was maybe dad and May would meet me on that sandy shore to watch the sunrise of a better day. As my last breath left me I felt brightness within me leave. --------------------------------------------- Maggie’s POV: That same moment My dreams have been weird as of late as they dwell on my son Heath. He has has a sad look in his eyes that hurts my heart. But this time he is 5 years old, and running away from me. I try to catch up to him, but he runs faster and faster away. I start into a dead sprint to catch him only to see him fade away as I stumble falling on something. I get up to see what it is under me. As I look my eyes grow wide as it’s a gravestone. The name upon it can’t be right it just can’t. ‘ Heath Thompson’ is the name across it. The dates are blurred as my tears run down upon my face. I look at it weeping not believing this is happening. I look up to see Greg walking towards me. “ Hey Mags you ok darlin?” Greg asks me looking as he did when alive “ Greg what is this some sick joke right? Heath is alive right?” I ask him seeing ...
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