I run back home pushing through the crowds of people walking to work or doing the shopping. I run straight upstairs. Once I get into my room I shove over a book shelf then I grab my t.v. Smashing it to the ground.
Everything clears and I start thinking straight. I see what I've done. I've obviously gone mad! I'm positively mental! My stepdad's going to murder me. Just fucking fabulous.
I pull out a bottle of whiskey chugging it down. My eyes and throat burn. It feels like my insides are on fire. I enjoy it. I pull out a cigarette and light it taking a long drag then press it to my arm enjoying the pain.
How can Carter do this? What happened to forever?
I pull out my laptop and get on my blog.
"Dear followers, I thank you for caring and wanting to know about me. Everything is just too much to handle. The love of my life came back. Sorry I couldn't tell you about her. She shattered my heart and now I can't go on I'm sorry. This is goodbye. I'm ending my life here and now." I type.
I go into the bathroom and pull out the prescription pain killers when one of my siblings had surgery. I pour a generous amount into my hand and get my water ready.
I take them one by one feeling weaker and weaker then everything goes black.
Next thing I know I'm in a tub full of cold water with the cold water running. Finn's here too he's got his hands down my throat making me vomit up the pills. He's crying and I am too.
"Dessie please wake up please please please" he cries pleading with me.
"Finn I'm up." I weakly say.
"Des oh my god you're okay." He says hugging him tightly and sobbing.
"I'm so sorry. I scared you Finn." I cry.
"No. Shut the fuck up. I'm glad you are ok." He yells.
He picks me up and strips me down. I'm now shaking and freezing cold. He dresses me and tucks me into his bed and lays down with me stroking my hair as we cry silently. He finally speaks.
"What happened?" He asks.
I explain everything about Carter being back and the kiss and also how she ran off saying she's found someone new. He tells me everything will work itself out and that I'm strong. I then fall asleep.
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Don't hurt me.
Teen FictionEmotionally distraught and falling apart Destin Elliot Collins isn't who you'd expect to be the school 'it' boy. No one knows about the constant battle in his head. Follow him on his downward spiral into drugs, self harm, partying, and sex.
