Blake's POV
Failure. I'm a complete and utter failure. I can't even kill myself right. Noah and Tyler came and got me from the hospital a few hours ago. The doctors said that I showed enough improvement to go home. I don't know why. I didn't talk or do anything. The doctor spoke to Noah and Tyler before they let me leave. They all talked about me like I wasn't sitting 3 feet from them. But they let me go and said it would be good for me to return to my regular schedule and return to school. I don't want to do that. I just want to stay in my bed, away from everyone else, where nobody can hate me for anything or hurt me.
So that's where I am—lying in my bed at Noah's house. Dylan's sitting in the chair at the other end of the room on his phone. I want to go to sleep, but I don't want to go
