Widows

Chapter 1 Y/N view

TW: Self-harm I was lying on my bed texting my bestfriend when my mother called me. "Y/N get down now!" "Coming!" I answered and ran down the stairs. My mother was standing in the kitchen holding a letter. "What's that about! A letter from your school?" I raised an eyebrow questioningly. "I can read it to you if you want." My mother sat down at the table and began "Dear Malia L/N I have to inform you that your daughter Y/N has contacted the school psychologist and unfortunately it is very serious", I looked at the floor and was not able to get a single word out. "I would ask you to talk to your daughter about self-harm and make her understand how dangerous it can be." I slowly raised my head and met my mother's gaze. A tear ran down my cheek. "Y/N! I want you to explain this to me right now!" My mother looked straight down at my arm. " Show it to me!" I shook my head. "Y/N I want you to show me your arm right now!" She stood up and pulled my arm towards her. "Now if I pull up your sweater, will I see what I'm thinking?" I couldn't get a word out of myself. "Okay, then I'll do it myself." She yanked my sleeve up from my pullovee and faltered. "Y/N...why?" She looked at me with a questioning and at the same time sad look. I sobbed and ran outside. I walked slowly down the street the music from my headphones half exploded in my ear but I just wanted to get away from all the stress. I walked into town, it was 10:24pm so quite late. I sat down on a bench on the street and scrolled through my contacts. I wanted to call someone and tell them everything, I wanted to tell them that I couldn't stand being at home any longer and just wanted to leave. I pulled my jacket over my arm and wrapped my arms around my legs. It was cold, very cold. It was mid-November, I think it's 22 or 23, I don't know exactly, anyway, I just wanted to disappear. I decided to head home so I got up and started walking. I was walking past the park when my cell phone rang. *Not again* My mom was "worrying" again I took the call and to my amazement she was quite calm. " what's happening?!" I asked her annoyed. "I want you to come home now, hurry up!" I rolled my eyes. "It's okay, I'll be right there." I hung up slowly and walking down the streets when i felt a black van chasing me. I turned around and saw the van coming closer and closer. Panic rose in me and I started to run. I ran down the streets and could hardly breathe when I finally hid behind a tree. I peek out from between the bushes and saw that 2 men got out and looked in my direction. I started to breathe faster and faster when I got a hit on the head and all I could see was black and then finally closed my eyes