ΔШΔҜΣΠ.

Chapter 25- You dont trust me?

John's POV

It has been a day since the kissing thing happened.
I can't BELIVE it, I thought she liked me.
Why did I feel so broken?
It felt like someone I loved had been taken away from me and killed.
I woke up and looked at my clock.
The time read : 6:30 am

I was about to go back to bed , but a sound had gotten my attention.

I sat up taller and tried to listen to it.
It sounded like crying, muffled cries.
Suddenly they stopped and then a thud was heard.

THUD!

It sounded like a small object was dropped..... a wooden object.

No one had any wooden objects in this house and no one carries one except....Simiran.

I got out of bed when I smelled a faint smell of blood.

I rushed to my bedroom door and opened it revealing the hallway.

Empty.

The hallway was empty, it was like nothing happened.

I silently crept towards Simiran's room door but it was locked.

I took out a bobby pin and tried unlocking it .

CLICK!

I finally opened it and looked through ....
She was sleeping, nothing had happened to her.

I shut the door and headed back to my room.
I shut my bedroom door behind me and laid down in my bed again.

Was I imagining that ?
Am I going crazy?

" I am defiantly loosing it." I mumbled to myself before the darkness took over.

Simiran's POV

I woke up at 6:30 am .
I don't know why, it's just been happening.
Ever since the kissing incident happened I felt weak and not me at all.

The memories came back to me.
How Kevin and planned everything and how it all went down.

Was John still mad?

I didn't think of talking to him cause whenever I tried he just slammed the door in my face or walked away.

I got out of bed and turned my door knob. It was open .
I though I locked it last night?
I shrugged it off and went into the hallway.

I sat on top the window seat we had in the middle of the hallway and looked up at the stars.

(A/n if you guys don't know what a window seat it's like a little ledge/ seat to sit on and a huge window by it , just google it!).

I felt tears escape from my eyes and fall down my face.

I took out my wooden stake I had and held up my wrist.
I took the wooden stake and cut deep into me wrist.

" One , for making everyone hate me." I spoke.

CUT

" Two, for fucking up."

CUT

" Three , for disappointing everyone."

CUT

" And Four, for being a burden and a mistake."

CUT

I started crying and accidentally dropped the wooden stake on the ground so that it made a thud when it fell.

I quickly picked it up and I heard that someone had heard me so I ran straight into my room and fell asleep acting like nothing happened.

Should I just kill myself?