WARNING: CONTAINS SUICIDE,SELF HARM, DEPRESSION AND EMOTIONAL PARTS
It's been three days since I had shown Chris and Charlie my cuts.
Today I feel like I just can't do this anymore. We were all in Jakes room, when I mean all, I mean all the contestants that are apart of the tour.
"I'm going to get my phone off charge" I inform everyone, they all nod and I walk out.
I grab the pills I had for emergency anxiety attacks that I have and take the vodka Chris has stashed in his suitcase. I sit on the edge of the bed and swallow one, then another, then another swallowing vodka whilst taking them.
I do so until I no longer feel my feet, I down the rest of the bottle which isn't a lot and I start to feel very numb. As I do so I realise this isn't what I want, as I left both hotel doors open and they're next to each other, I scream "JAKE" About 5 times before trying to stand, I lean against the wall for support and walk along it and stumble into the room where everyone's eyes were locked on me, I collapse on my back and begin to sob, Jake rushed to my side along with Chris, James and Ben. Charlie walks out the room but nothing clocked my mind
"Baby what's happened?" Jake whispers, lifting my head onto his lap as he strokes my hair, I see Charlie walk back into the room holding a large bottle and a very small one. He passes them both to Mikey and speaks up "She's tried to kill herself"
Was all I heard before going blank
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