With knees pulled to my chest and my head down I cried. I can’t take much more of this. I trusted her, how could she just…just betray me? I felt so alone, like I had no one. The phone rang. “Hello?” I said while wiping my tears away. “Mark, I am so sorry that, I hurt you the way I did, please will you…” I hung up. How dare she ask for my forgiveness. Especially after what she did. I looked at a picture of us, we made such a good couple, an awesome pair, and she ruined that. I threw the picture at the wall, as the glass shattered I felt relief. I didn’t want any memory of her; I wanted to delete all trace of Georgia. I loved her, truly loved her, but I guess she didn’t love me. It didn’t matter now anyway, I was gonna end it. She was the only reason I got out of bed, now I had no reason to live. It’s not like anyone would miss me. My family’s dead, and my girlfriend cheated on me with my best friend; and I was going to die anyway. I lifted the gun up to my head, thought of everything that had happened, and pulled the trigger.