emo who part one

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jordan pov

still thinking about my hurtful past with leon and my parents i cant handle my life any more. depression takes over me with a razor and my wrist cuting deeper with every tear and every scar will make me hate myself more and with every tear my life goes away. everyday i pretened to be fine and smile and hide my cuts all over my wrist. i am writing zach, leon,jayyvon,nanthan, and ty'kell. it says " dear friends ,

i am so sorry i cant take it any more. i have cut at night to see if the pain would go away i am so sorry but i cant make it in this world for a british emo girl like me in this world. i have been like this for a while yes my sister christian knows about this.she think this just a phase i will get throught it t without harm but she doesnt know my scars my life story at all...

love,

jojo."

i started cuting after that blood on the wall on the ground everywhere you could see my blood i i was slowly dying losing all my blood through my scars i texed my sister my husband zach and jayyvon leon and bj after i texted them i pasted out on my bed in a black dress covered in scars slowly dying...

zach pov

i had gotten a text from my wife it said " come now x_x." i got to her house and unlocked it and went to her room and i called 911 when i saw her coved in blood and i read the note she had written about suicide i sat there by her life less body crying i kissed her red lips while they put her in the ambulance..


*at hospital*


i was so fucking scared of losing my wife that i love so much she lived without me for a year when we got in to the forbidden love just like my biting her to a demon makes it a better story and yes i am a devil demon so is jordan she dont know she is immortal and cant die but she still has feelings for a person not undead she could die.

jordan pov

what the hell im in the hospital everyone my sis husband my friend and my daughter crying " babby girl dont cry mom is here " she went happy and did not hug me my cuts and blood she was scared why i did it and i was in a horrid postion to tell her why i was dreadfully sorry...

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