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So with a short chapter on the thoughts of Annie... we go into chapter 25. It's about to get dark really fast. Again, if you ever have felt depressed or had thoughts of killing yourself, please talk to someone. Call your local support line or talk to a trusted adult or friend. It's not too late; I promise you it will get better!!
LLL – Anthony "Annie" Justice – Sunday Bloody Sunday
Lucas Bear's POV
It was early Sunday morning when the phone rang in the living room. Mom was no doubt out; the phone went on and on, then stopped. Then it rang again, this time I decided to get up and answer it. Blake was probably sleeping through it.
"Hello?" I asked whoever was on the other end.
The lady was crying. "Lucas, is your mother home?" It was my Auntie Kendra, Annie... Anthony's mother.
"No, she's at work. What's wrong Auntie?" She couldn't speak, just whimper and cry. "Auntie, what's wrong? Talk to me, please."
"Anthony was found in the bathroom this morning..." She couldn't finish it... but for some reason I knew what she was going to say. "I'm sorry Lucas..."
"No, don't be... It's not your fault." It's not your fault. It's not your fault. Who was I telling that to more? Myself or my aunt?
"Then why do I feel so guilty!?" She began flat out balling her eyes out over the phone.
I couldn't help but break down with her. "Blake and I will be down soon. I'll call mom, just... try and calm down Auntie. I love you."
She hung up without saying anything. And knowing what state she's in, I don't think she could have even spoken.
I opened Blake's door and turned on the light. He groaned and rolled over away from the light. "Turn it off, Lucas." He mumbled out.
"Blake get up. We need to go down to Auntie Kendra's."
"Why!?"
"Blake, just please... get up." I really don't have time for sleepy teenage drama.
He turned towards me, clothed in only his underwear. Even now brain? Wow... "What's wrong Lucas? You don't sound like your regular self."
Stop staring at you brother like you want to fuck him, Lucas! FOCUS!! "Anthony... he's..." Do I say dead? Gone? What do I say to someone!? "Passed away."
Blake got up immediately and got clothes on. I stood there not knowing what to do with myself. I watched him, zoned out on it. What can I do?
Blake knocked me out of my trance. "Lucas... get ready, we'll bike down in 5 okay?"
"Ya, okay." It seems like Blake is taking this better than I am... I'm just so lost right now.
I called mom, telling her that she needs to take the day off work. When she asked why I told her exactly why, and she was out of there in a flash. Luckily it was a Sunday, and no one was going to be coming in anyways.
The day we spent mourning at Auntie Kendra's. We didn't do much, mom tried to help by having everyone share fond memories of him, but it just didn't work. Everyone was still sad. I was sitting there clinging to Anthony's cell, what felt like dear life.
Eventually, I got up from the living room. "Lucas where are you going?"
"I just... I just have to take a walk. I'll be back soon." And that was that. Mom let me leave.
I walked to the nearby elementary school and sat down on the swing set. Anthony and I went to school here... we played together and fought against one another. We even had a grade together, a split class grade 4 and 5. This was our childhood.
If there were two people, who should know about this... its Leo and Isaac. I took Anthony's phone out and found Leo's number. I dialed his number. It rang a few times before there was an answer. "Annie?" Leo.
"It's Lucas."
He seemed struck back. "Oh, hi Lucas. Where's Annie?"
"That's what I'm calling about... Leo, Annie was found in the bathroom late last night, early this morning, whatever you want to call it."
"Lucas just get to the point. You're making me worry about him."
I took a deep breath. "Leo... he overdosed on painkillers. He was found hours after, and there was no chance..." It sounded like Leo fell to the ground. "Are you alright?"
"I... I don't know." I heard a bang like something had been hit. "Fuck." Leo was no doubt crying.
Not knowing really what to do I remained quiet. What do you say at a time like this? There is nothing you can say to make things better. "I'm sorry Leo... I felt like you should know."
"Thank you, Lucas. Please keep in contact with me about this. I want to be there for whatever you decide to do for him. Text me from your phone. I'll talk to later." He hung up. He was mourning in his own way.
The next phone call was going to be a little harder... I know Isaac, he's Nick's best friend... How the fuck am I going to tell him?
Before I could really think, I had called him. He answered. "Hey Lucas, what's up?"
He sounded out of breath, and happy. "Isaac... I thought you should know something."
Isaac Adams' POV
Sunday morning at Antoine's is the best! His parents usually go out for brunch with their friends. Which leaves it free for us to do whatever we wanted. Which usually ends up being making out and sometimes having sex.
Antoine had just pushed me off of him while we were kissing. "Vous bête!" Well, I was still sitting on him but like away from his face.
I laughed. "I'm a beast!? You're the one who starts every make-out session on Sunday mornings." I looked down at the sexiest boy in town. Sure he's not the fittest or curviest, but he's Antoine. That's all he needs.
"Oui!" Antoine giggled. "Cause of what's down there." Okay, I might be at full mass and not going down anytime soon. So Antoine and I are about the same size down there... except I'm thicker... like a lot.
"You're jealous?" I slid my hands down my sides and my legs. Okay, that was slutty but I'm horny, deal with it.
"Oui..." He blushed placing his hands on my thighs. "How am I so lucky?"
I couldn't help but burst into a fit of giggles. "You're lucky? I'm lucky to have you as mine. I really like you, Antoine." Okay, I almost thought of using the 'L' word but stopped myself. I don't want to ruin a good thing.
"Tais-toi!" He smiled back at me. I went back in for more kisses from the best boy ever. It's like electricity runs through us when we kiss. I can just feel it as we make out sometimes.
Sadly, my phone started going off only a few minutes after we started. It didn't stop either. I'm either getting a shit ton of texts or someone is calling me. "Sorry, one sec. This could be important." I grabbed my phone, Lucas? "Hey Lucas, what's up?"
"Isaac... I thought you should know something." He sounded super serious like he's been crying or something too.
"Lucas what's going on?" What's wrong with one of my best friends?
I heard him sigh over the phone. "Annie... He's gone."
He ran away!? "What do you mean he's gone? Where did he go?"
"Isaac... He's 'that' kind of gone..." It took me a moment to register what he was saying. I felt my legs go weak as I began to fall to my knees. I wasn't crying, just stunned beyond belief. "Like I said... I thought you should know."
"I'm so sorry for your loss Lucas. I... I don't know what to say." I just couldn't think of anything.
"It's okay... I don't know either. I'll see you later Isaac." He hung up the phone.
Antoine came up and hugged me from behind me. He doesn't even know what we talked about, and he's supporting me. This kid, man.
We stayed like that for a bit. Antoine broke the silence. "Ce qui s'est passé?" He's lucky I understand some of that.
"Anthony... I don't know how but he's gone. Like GONE gone." I still don't know how to take this... "Anthony was my first like... boyfriend sort of. I don't know what happened but fuck..." Tears started rolling down my cheeks.
Anthony is the 'reason' I'm gay. I say that because he helped me discover it not that he turned me. That would be dumb. He and then Kale... I'm just dumbfounded right now... I don't know how to take this. Thankfully I have Antoine here to support me. I don't know what I would be doing right now without him.
Blake Bear's POV
It's been a few weeks since Anthony's passing. It went on the news, and anyone who knows anything figured it out. The school brought in special counselors and had a talk with every grade about suicide prevention.
Lucas and I didn't go to school for a week. We were grieving too much. Lucas ended up going to school before I could. Saying that he needs to keep his grades up, and sitting at home wasn't doing that. I think he was just trying to put on a tough guy act like always.
When he came home from school, he started on his homework without saying a thing. Mom was busy out running about helping plan everything for her nephew's passing. That left Lucas and me in the house alone.
"How was school?" I asked from the couch.
Lucas was sitting in the kitchen barely in my line of sight. "It was good. How was home."
"Boring..."
"Go to school then."
"It's not that easy for me to put something on the back burner." I probably shouldn't have been as critical about that, but that's just how it was.
Lucas looked over at me. "You think I'm just putting it on the back burner?"
I shrugged. "Well, you seem to be doing fine while the rest of this family sits here loathing."
He turned and looked at me. "Just say it, Blake. Just say how what I'm doing is fucking retarded."
"That's not what I said, Lucas."
"Close enough to it!" He's not wrong on that point. I do think what he's doing it stupid. "Seriously Blake just live your own life, and leave mine alone."
"If we're going to do this, I'm going to just fucking say it. Ever since you and Nick broke up, you've been miserable. Sure you've been spending more time with dad but you're not as happy!"
"I'm fine, Blake." I must have provoked him because he wasn't being nice right now. "I'm just as happy as I was with Nick."
I got up from my seat, slamming my hands on it. "Really!? Then why the hell are you always laying around just staring at some screen. You used to be out doing stuff with everyone. If it wasn't Nick, it was someone else. You were always busy, and now you just lay at home until you go hang with dad.
"You spend all your time worrying about what Rita is going to say to dad that you spend no time with your friends! You're a shell of who you really are!" I'm emotional; this stuff is just rushing out. "You wish for a relationship with your father so much that you're sacrificing your friendships!"
Lucas glared at me while I was screaming at him. When I finished, he spoke. "Are you done?" He said it so non-nonchalantly as if I hadn't just tried to scream his head off.
I was so done with his 'I'm straight now' mentality. He's not and never will be. "Just fuck off Lucas." I marched off towards my room. I'm so tired of his stupid ass father ass kissing. So done!
Nick Bells' POV
It was the day of the funeral. Of course, I attended it, if I didn't, I would be a horrible friend. That and just a terrible person in general.
Sure Annie became a different person from when I met him, but he was a friend. In fact, my first friend I made in high school. Tanis and Peter were my first friends ever, but that doesn't take anything away from Annie.
Annie is the reason I know Lucas... if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have met him. I wouldn't have had the best boyfriend a guy could ask for... Thanks, Annie... for everything. I'm sorry you were in that kind of pain...
Antoine Rieu's POV
I didn't know Annie very well.. but he meant something to Isaac, which is why I'm here. All I knew about him was that he and Leo were a couple until Leo moved away.
He came back for the funeral. Anthony... If there is such a thing as being able to watch the living world, I hope you're smiling at that. Leo... he's devastated. So are Isaac and your family... You'll be missed Anthony, I hope you know that.
Matthieu Rieu's POV
I feel like I am to blame for this. That if Leo and I never did the things we did this wouldn't have happened. That they would have left on better terms and Annie would have acted differently.
I barely knew the kid, and I ruined his life... I don't deserve to be at this funeral... How can I pay respect for the dead whom I've disrespected? It's not right.
Tyson Jackson's POV
Mom and dad were busy today... So here I am with Zach and Shane at Anthony Justice's Funeral. Matthieu from the GSA walked out mid service. Anthony was gay, more likely to commit suicide. Statistically at least.
Zach was clearly sad about the loss, so was Shane. Neither was crying though. They both just listened to the preacher and did as they were asked. I followed suit of course.
Anthony was a bit of a loner. He was always asked by Shane to join the GSA but never did. He only ever hung out with Leo, his boyfriend. Now... now he's gone. He's just another statistic now... and that is the saddest thing of all.
Nikolai Tavenor's POV
That boy, Anthony Justice has a bench and a tree dedicated to him on school grounds now. It's placed just outside of the councilor's offices. They'd be able to see it from the window.
Every once in a while, kids will go there. Some will just talk to imaginary Anthony, other will cry. Most just sit there in silence though. Me? I just got here I didn't know him very well, apparently nobody did.
Travis said it was going to be hard for some students and staff members. Some are going to blame themselves for it... others won't know what to do with themselves. He said that they had to sort through their grief on their own...
That's probably the most difficult thing of all... That helpless feeling I have in my chest. I want to help them, help them get past their grief... but what could a 13-year-old do?
Jayce Miles' POV
Everyone is obsessing over this nobody Anthony kid. I get it; he committed suicide, but why is he a celebrity because of it? No one really knew the kid. This always happens in a small town.
I get it, it's tragic but get over it. If you barely knew him, then why are you affected? If your family, then you're allowed in my books, but seriously get over yourselves. Teenage drama is so old now; I'm done with it.
Chapter End.
Okay, so this one is super important. Two things happened in this chapter... the end of one of our tales and the main cast all had POVs.
So let's try and get off this sad note... at least for a moment. All in all, we have nine main cast members... but who ends up with whom!? Or maybe they won't end up with one another!? READ THE NEXT CHAPTER TO FIND OUT!!
If you find yourself in a situation that you believe there is no other way out other than to take your own life, PLEASE PLEASE call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline 1 (800) 273-8255
Thanks for reading!