[whitexsuicide]

Amelia Marie Diederich

Amelia raised her head from her knees and tried to look at Donnie's face. It was hard for her, for all she saw was how much she was hurting him by doing it, but that only made her feel more bad about the situation, only prolonging the breakdown. Though while she was looking at her face, tear stained, she managed to get some form of words out of her mouth. " Meh head ibt's pounding." Her lip curled up and she began again with the sobs, only being able to return her face to her knees. Why did she have to do this now? She tried to start taking deep breathes to calm her down. It started to work with her inhaling nice breathes and then it started irregular breathes. It wasn't the first time she has had this problem, but she never knew how to fix it. All she could think to do was to lie down and try to breathe right. It made her stop crying and fixate on her breathing, though the jacket was in between her and the bed leaving her breasts wide open. Her mind was else where and didn't much think that she was exposing her entire body to her best friend. the best thing that can happen is if she doesn't remember much in the morning.