39- suicide

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Idk what's going on, but Wattpad's doing sh!t with the order of my chapters.
So be careful on which one you are supposed to read.
(They all have numbers, so you can easily find the chapter you're supposed to read.)
It's not the only thing that does not work, unfortunately.
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Anyway.

Love ya.
Bye.
❤️

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Author's POV:

Y/N is in the kitchen, holding a cooking knife, sits on the ground.

She seems to look empty and full of concern at the same time... What is happening to her?




























Y/N's POV:

He used me........














.....he... used me...... again...

and again,

and again,

AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN!!! ....

I take my head in my hands....






Why does he always have to do that? My vision starts to blurred because of my tears.

He used me ....

He tricked me....

He lied to me....








They all lied to me.....
















Why?..... I don't even know them...



I can't believe it happened... But... What if it does?

I...

I don't know what to trust anymore...

What if I'm wrong? I know I'm not, but...

Why have they done such a thing?... I...

It's unclear.

Tears are falling.

I cannot believe this could be true.

I cover my eyes with my hand, still holding the knife.

Why did I do that? Why have I tried to live?

I shouldn't be alive, I should have been dead! Long time ago...

I shouldn't have re-lived,

I should have died, not lived... I wish I wasn't "born" again, everything would have been way easier.

I wipe my tears.

"I wish this Bastard will die soon." I tough with anger. " Wish he will pay for everything he has done to all of us: to his sons, to the people, to his people, to me... " I stopped. " 'Me' ?"

I look down at the knife. Perhaps... perhaps it was my fault. Perhaps, I was the problem?...

I start to stop breathing normally... It's a low breathing. Like if the time had stopped.

My forearm is against my leg. For the first time, since a long time, I think I've found the 'right' solution?

It's right here.

I just have... I just have to handle it by myself.

I am right, I am the problem.

My other arm (with the knife) automatically approaches the other.

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