Pain and Healing

Suicide

Y'all know the drill

Jenna went through the day, acting mostly normal. It seemed that nobody looked closely enough to realize that something was wrong. At six that evening, Jenna grabbed her purse. She threw a bottle of diet pills and a razor blade in the bag. The purse was slung over her shoulder. Almost as if an after thought, Jenna grabbed a notebook and a pen.

Jenna's POV

"Hey, Jenna. Going somewhere?" Peter asks me as I am about to get on the elevator. 

"Library." I reply, holding up my notebook.

"There is a library here. Why don't you just go down the hall?"

"I'm meeting... Derek... we are working on a presentation." I lie. Peter nods. 

"Bye. Love you." I say, then get on the elevator.

"Ground floor." I tell FRIDAY.

I go to the roof of the abandoned building down the road. I take a deep breath and open the notebook.

Hey. It's me. Jenna. I am sorry for doing this, but I have no other choice. It is just all too much. I know you won't understand, but please know that it is not your fault. You couldn't have seen this coming. I didn't even see this coming and I'm.... Well, I'm me. I have a note for everyone in here. Just... skip to your name.

NATASHA- Hey. I know that you are going to pretend to be brave, but open up to someone. Clint... or Steve... or.... well, I don't care who, just someone. I just wanted to tell you that I love you and even though you are a spy... an assasin... who has seen death, it is okay to cry. Don't blame yourself cause it isn't your fault. You couldn't have saved me. I guess this was just part of the story. I love you

PETER- Hey. I know you are going to blame yourself for believing my lie, but don't. Don't follow me. You need to take care of May. You have a job that means something. The world wouldn't survive without you. Please take care of yourself. I love you

TONY- Hey. Don't blame yourself. Get some sleep. Eat. DO NOT start over-drinking again. Your suits save people. They need you. You need them. You don't need me. I love you

My eyes tear up as I write. I can't even finish the stupid letter. I take the pills, choking them down, wishing I had brought water. The blade goes to my left wrist. A quick stroke downward. Blood starts to drip. Dang. Thats alot of blood.

No stop bleeding i dont wanna die i dont wanna die please stop

I pull out my phone. dial Nats number

"Hello?"

"Please i dont wanna die i dont wanna die please save me please i dont wanna die-"

"Whats going on? Where are you?"

"abandoned building down the block from the tower im bleeding alot there is so much blood please help me please i dont wanna die please"

"Ill be there in five minutes."

The world goes black.

Sorry

I know I'm mean.

Any Twenty One Pilots fans out there?

They just released Shy Away recently and oh my gosh im in love.

Stay safe, love you, im here if you need to talk.

bye loves

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