//this fanfic will include; self harm, suicidal thoughts, depression, and more. Please do not read if you are sensitive to the warnings. Please enjoy and stay mentally okay.//

The air felt cold on my skin. Apart of my arms also burned as I doused them in cold water.

I stayed like that over the sink of my apartment for about five minutes. When I was done I turned the knob to which it shut off the water, making my arms feel a little numb.

I looked down on my arms, ashamed of what I have done.

My arm were marked with red lines that grew puffy and smooth. I sighed as I opened the medicine cabinet to pull out a role of bandages.

I rapped it around my arms slowly and tightly, but not to tight. I took my time as I watch what was once a nice clean white cloth, turn ever so slight stained bandage.

Once I was done, I looked down at my arms again and walked away, not bothering to close my cabinet bathroom mirror.

I sat upon my bed and looked down at the floor. I felt like I needed to do something, but I wasn't up for it.

I wanted to go out with friends, but there was one problem.

I don't have any.

I sighed again, now looking up to my desk that had all my junk and stuff on it. I got up and picked up the peace of paper that I had just put there twenty minutes ago.

It was of course my suicide note. Something I wrote meaningfully.

Dear to whom ever finds this. Since there's no one else that loves me to even care to read this, but...

You are only reading this out of curiosity, but since you were curious, I might as well tell the tale of how I hated the world.

No one in my life ever cared about me. Mother? Father? Siblings? No, they didn't love me.

Just in case you think I'm just telling myself that because I'm so depressed, no, they told me they didn't care for me they're selves.

My mom told me she should have got an abortion, my dad told me he was going to kick me out as soon as I turned eighteen (and he fucking did), my siblings kept telling me I was weird, rude, ugly and stupid.

I was even homeschooled for a year.

But they put me back in school because they didn't want to see me as often anymore...

Ive always dreamed of finding that one person to make me as happy as ever.

It was basically my life goal. It's a sham I didn't accomplish it.

No one loves me. I don't love me.

I tried to care for others but they won't let me, so they pushed me away.

Have you ever felt so alone like this? Like no one gets you and you just want  to set back and wait for something to happen because you're scared you'll get up and break something so you set back down?

So I just needed a break from absolutely everything....

I lived my life ugly, weird, stupid, useless, pathetic, and scared.

I don't want to live anymore.

I would say something pleasant, but it's just the way I am.

So.... To whom even reading this, follow your dreams and be you. It's the best you you'll ever be.

Y/n l/n ~~

I cried softly in remorse and sadness. It's all I'll ever know. Sadness.

Broken, useless, and pathetic. That's all I'll ever be.

I placed the paper on my bed as I now cried into my hands. I let out a few weeps as I pulled on my hair just a little.

I cliched my teeth and berthed heavily. Sometimes I just try not to scream. Sometimes I do.

I looked over at my night stand. My phone was sitting there along with the earphones dangling from them. I sighed, knowing things will half to be the way it will be.

I took my phone and went on to my music app. I played a song I really enjoyed. It was by Twenty One Pilots and I loved them. Stressed out.

I put my earphones on and nodded to the beat. I closed my eyes and put a hand threw my hair.

I love this song...

I blast it up and let the song go right threw me. I opened my eyes and looked up at the hanging rope that was tied to the ceiling where a water pipe stuck out.

I looked over to my desk where I had my sitting stole. I got up and grabbed my stole and placed it under where the rope was.

As I did that, I took a few steps back and looked at what I did.

The floor creeped as I did. I looked at the slowly moving rope that was tied to a loop. I stared down at my stole.

"Well, this is it? Huh?" I asked myself, to which no reply.

I sighed once again, listening to the lyrics while they lasted. My life has been nothing but loneliness.

I stepped up on the stole carefully, trying not to fall off. I held the rope and put it around me neck.

I stayed like that for about a minute, contemplating on whether this was a good idea or not.

Someone may care...

No. No one does.

I felt hot tears going down my face as I closed my eyes tightly.

For a while I felt the ground shake, but I ignored it.

It started to shack again, making me wonder why.

Earth quake maybe?

"Well, goodbye cruel world..." I said.

Then, I kicked the stole from under my feet.

But nothing happened.

Did I die already...?

I felt my earphones being pulled from my ears, then I shot my eyes opened.

A man was holding me up words as he looked annoyed and confused as he held me up. "Hey kid. It's not time yet." He spoke.

I noticed he wore a uniform looking suit that had a name tag that said; gabe.

"No! Wait! Just let me go! Please—" before I could plead, I heard an explosion from the outside.

The man didn't seem to fazed by it, but then he grinned. "Did you seriously just try to kill yourself? Whoa, that's pretty pathetic." He said. His voice was low and hard as ever. Which made him sound scary.

My heart sank at that, but there was more things to worry about.

"Let go of me! Get out of my home! Now!" I yelled.

"Nope." He said. He took off the rope with a knife as he cut it in half. He walked out of my room and outside my apartment. I kicked and screamed for him to stop but when I come to the realization of my surroundings.

Many people were also being taken. They had sacks over their heads and was being forced to walked while others tried to fight. But failed as gun was point to their heads and fired.

I didn't know how to feel.

"Let me go! Please?!" I begged as he walked me down the hall.

Nothing.

I am being kidnapped along with all these innocent people.

"Help me..."

A/n

I wanted to make other chapters a little more longer then this.

Remember, if you are sensitive please don't read this okay.

So I wanted to make something original and went ahead and made this.

Don't worry, Tord will be in the next one. Promise :)

I made the book cover yesterday and I think it's awesome! Don't y'all think??

Well, if there is someone there ;-;

Lol umma go now.

Love - Fan_girl76 ~~~

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