Alone With my Thoughts

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The bell rang for the last period of the day,  Marcy was glad they wouldn't have to deal with those assholes anymore due to Sasha coming back to school tomorrow.

Marcy kept spacing out missing big chucks of the lesson, witch unusual for them because they where very passionate about learning but they just told them self that they would study by them self, they where a fast learner after all.

The end of school rolled around but Marcy had to go to detention for being late, usually on the rare occasion that they got detention, Sasha or Anne would also do something to get detention too just to give Marcy company. So this time she was all alone, 

Alone with their thoughts...


They put their head down and proceeded to try to fall asleep, but their thoughts kept them awake.

"What if the bully where right? What if Sasha and Anne just pity me? If I died, would anyone really miss me? Why am I even alive?" Marcy thought to them self as they drifted off to sleep.

About an hour later they woke up and checked the clock, they only had around 10 more minutes in detention. They still had a huge migraine from the bully banging their head against the locker, they were sure they had a concussion, oh well, nothing they could do about it.

10 minutes passed and they grabbed their bag and heading to theirs's and Sasha's shared dorm. (I know high schools don't have dorms but I don't care)

Sasha still wasn't home so they decided to call Anne to keep them company.

"Hey Marbles, what's up?" Anne asked when she picked up the phone.

"Nothing much, I'm just lonely, do you think you can come over?" Marcy replied.

"Sorry I have another late shift today, maybe tomorrow?" Anne answered shyly.

"O-oh, that's fine!" Marcy assured her and hung up.

Marcy was alone, again. "Maybe Anne's just lying to me, she just pitys me, she doesn't love me, nobody does..." Marcy got lost in their thoughts. "Maybe they would been better off without me, why do I have to live like this,  it would have been better if I just wasn't born, if I was dead."

Marcy made their way to the bathroom, grabbing a knife on their way.

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Author's note:

I know this is extremely short but the next chapter will maybe be 500 words, idk what else to add to this chapter tho so yeah.

Btw TW for self-harm in the next chapter so just don't read this fic if you get triggered by suicide or self-harm (for ppl who decided to ignore the warning ⚔️😘💅)

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