Category: Sucide

The Story of Jeff

I first talked about Jeff, my first real serious boyfriend in my post “A Summer Love.”
It was obvious Jeff had many unresolved issues when I entered his life including, his parent’s divorce and learning his mother was now sexually involved with other women.
Then add on the pressure of transferring to a new college and lastly dealing with me and what to do with our relationship as he prepared to leave for school late December. Jeff and I decided not to totally break up with each over but we also decided it would be okay to see other people if we chose too. I also introduced him to a co-worker I became really close too while working with her at a upscale north shore boutique. This girl was also transferring to the same university as Jeff. I knew she could introduce and help Jeff find friends since she was the type of girl, who could find the most popular desirable group of people anywhere she went.
Well she gladly offered her friendship to Jeff and as I predicted she introduced Jeff to the most popular fraternity on campus. He rushed the frat and endured the crazy hazing rituals and moved into their frat house. The problem was the guys in the frat mostly came from money had fancy cars and expensive recreational drug habits.
Jeff got caught up in their lifestyle to the point that he stopped going to classes and used tuition money to fuel his growing drug habit.
When Jeff’s dad found out about he was not attending classes he pulled Jeff out of school and he was forced to come home.
When Jeff came home he was different. He seemed angry all the time and he was in a very dark place.
We still spoke and got together once in a while but I was involved in new relationships and eventually Jeff moved on too.
It was right after graduating Hofstra University with a BA in Communications/Journalism when I bumped into Jeff at a popular north shore club. It was over a year or so since I last saw him. He and I started talking and I noticed he was in a very bad mood and was cursing non stop.
I wanted to get out of that club and away from Jeff. He was acting scary.
I walked out of the club and to my parked car and Jeff followed me.
At that point i said to Jeff, Do you want to get something to eat and talk?” I felt like something was really wrong with him and wanted to try and help him.
He replied, “I just wanted to walk you to your car and say goodbye.”
I thought ok, and hugged him and gave him a light kiss on his cheek.
What he said next would later haunt me for the rest of me life. He said, “Cheryl, I want a real kiss goodbye.”
So I let him hug me tight and give me a long kiss on my lips.
That was the last time I would ever see Jeff.
The next evening Jeff committed suicide by cutting his wrists and sitting in his running car inside a closed garage.
It turned out I was the last person to see him alive. Jeff was 21 years old.

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“I will never forget you and the sunshine you brought into my life.”

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