Before, part two.

How we became close

Standing by the bridge this late at night had to be not the safest decision I have ever made in my life, but I'm sure it would be the best decision I had made for somebody else.

Studying something that I wasn't passionate about had to be torture, but the constant shaming and hatred coming from your own mother had to be worse. I love my mother to bits but all I do never works for her. 

I passed all my modules with distinctions, still not enough. Got an internship with a huge company, she was happy but that was short-lived, said something along the lines if you don't get a job you might as well kill yourself? I think, I'm not sure but I did hear something about being unnecessary. 

This time I am not even going to compare myself to my brothers because hell, I have achieved more in my nineteen years of life than they have with all their years combined! My phone rang in my hand and I saw it was Kevin, ignoring it