I looked at myself on the mirror. Tears streaming on my face. I am ugly, worthless. I fall on my knees the thought of ending it all circles in my head. I look at my scars, stretch marks, and other things. I head to the bathroom. I grab my blade and take a deep breath. Right when I was going to cut Collins opens the door and his reaction is hurt.
"No.. No baby don't please give it to me" said Collins holding his hand out.
I give in because his big blue eyes. He grabs it and throws it away.
"I-I'm sorry Collins I-I couldn't anymore"
He hugs me tightly and I feel myself drifting.