One Shot Parts

Earned It

I grabbed my radio, and pressed play. Out of the speakers the Weeknd's Earned It played through the bathroom. I sat the radio on the counter and slowly looked over to the bath. I walked over and ran the water so that I could have a nice lovely bath. I walked back over to the mirror and started to strip from my clothes.

I looked at my naked reflection. I trailed from my hideous chestnut eyes and made my way down my body, throwing insults at every thing I was unsatisfied with, which was pretty much my whole body. I honestly believe everything is unattractive on my body . But everyone says otherwise. Maybe they just don't see what I see. While staring at my reflection I knew this isn't the person I had become. This all felt so unreal. It felt as if I was dreaming and would wake up soon. It seems as if everything else tragic rolled off in my life.

I felt as if I was being punished for something that I'd done when I was younger. That Karma was finally kicking me back in the gut- and hard at that. Nothing could compare to the hurt, the pain and malice I was currently feeling.

"Cause girl you're perfect"

Is what he sung. Why am I not perfect?

"You're always worth it"

Is what he retaliated back to me. But I'm never worth it

"And you deserve it"

He complimented me. What do I deserve?

"The way you work it"

What am I working? My unattractive body? My cold soul?

"Cause girl you earned it

Girl you earned it"

That phrase continued to repeat in my head. I earned my heart being broken? For my life to just fall apart?

The tears started to form in my eyes. My throat started to get scratchy, my vision became blurred, and I started to breathe slowly and heavily. I couldn't take it.

I walked back over to the bath tub and turned the water off and slipped in it. The water soothed my skin and I felt a small relief, but the pain would soon return. A tear slid down my cheek, and I slowly wiped it away knowing I was nothing to him. He's not worth my tears. He didn't want me, what was it that I'd done? I did nothing but be good to him, I loved him with everything. It all felt so surreal, what I was about to do, what had been done, everything.

"And you deserve it

The way you work it"

I deserve everything it's coming towards me. I grabbed the razor next to be and heavily breathed.

"Cause girl you earned it

Girl you earned It"

Everyone earns death. It all just depends on how it's served.

And mine was slowly coming my way.

I screamed out in agonizing pain. The razor to my skin the deep cut it let on my thigh hurt me. More tears started to build up and before I knew it hot tears rain down my face and I was screaming. My leg hitting the water did not help considering the fact it was an open cut.

"Kayla"

Is all I heard being repeated. I knew it was Derek. So I took another cut to my skin, this time my arm and screamed out loud. My vision became blurry once again by my tears. Maybe this is what I needed. A break from life.

I could hear him trying to open the door, but it was no use, everything was done and the door was locked. He'd be too late.

BAM BAM BAM I heard his lame attempt to try and knock the door down

" Kayla don't give up on me! Don't give up on us !" I could hear him walking away and I faintly hear "Someone call 911 !"

I slightly smiled to myself, while I heard the sirens coming closer. But Derek was certainly to late. I started to shake, and the blood was still oozing out of me and in the bath water. The nicest bath I've ever had. My eyes started to get heavier and heavier. I started to feel chills up and down my body. So this is what it feels like to die. Must be nice.

"Kayla" he screamed out, and soon enough the door opened with him looking for me.

I looked at him"you're too late"

"Why? Why'd you do it?" His face was dry, and the redness in his eyes could tell he was on the verge of crying.

"I earned it" and with that I was surrounded by darkness.