A/N: Following the news the past few weeks has been a very sad event. Five teenagers took their lives over the span of two weeks. Why? Because they were being bullied for being gay – or being accused of being gay. It struck a chord with me, as I’m sure it did with many of you. This story is the result. I hope you read it with an open mind and an open heart.
Warning: there is suicide involved. Bring your Kleenex.
Thanks to vampireisthenewblack,ealasaid77, kimberlycullen10,and atypicalswan for prereading and offering feedback.
Thanks as always, to SorceressCirce & Rhenea5018 for beta’ing.
Thanks, Jazzella, for the kick-ass banner.
As ever, I don’t own Twilight. Its characters just continue to speak to me.
ooOoo
“Rose, come on, hurry up, would you?” Jasper yelled from the car, looking like he was in a hurry – though why, I didn’t know. He’d been in a hurry the last couple of weeks, though once we got home, he’d always stay in his room never explaining why he was in such a rush to get there.
“Yeah, yeah, keep your shirt on, Jazzie. I’m comin’.” I turned to Lauren and hugged her, murmuring, “I’ll see you tomorrow. Chin up, ‘kay?”