One Shots SJ & EO x daugther

48 - I can't do this anymore - EO

lucy is 15

 request by: emsnape  

2323 Words :) (not spellchecked again, sorry loves <3; I feel like this is standard)
TW: Suicide attempt. blood. knifes. 

(I cried while writing this... you might need a tissue, who knows...)

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Lucy POV

I wanna die. But it's too soon., I wanna live but it's too late. 

I can't anymore

I tried so hard

Everything is falling apart. I need it to stop. I need everything to stop. 

I place the letter on the kitchen table and walk up to my room for the last time.

I walk up the stairs and stare at all the pictures, for the last time.

I check my phone for the last time. 

I open the family group chat, with just me, mama, and dad for the last time

I send a message for the last time: I love you guys <3

I ignore my fake friends for the last time. 

I open my bedroom door for the last time. 

I clean up for the last time. 

I grab the knife, for the last time...

Lizzie POV

Lucybear<3 in The Arnettsss
I love you guys <3

I just got done with a meeting when I see Lucy's message. It seems sweet but there is a pit in my stomach telling me otherwise. I quickly say goodbye to my co-workers and run to my car while trying to call Lucy. She doesn't pick up... She always picks up.

I speed home, I don't care about it. I need to get to her. Lately, she has ben a little off. I first thought maybe she was on her period or had a hard time at school. I wanted to talk about it but never knew where to start. Gosh, I should've talked to her. 

I park my car in the driveway and run into the house. I call out for Lucy but there is no answer. I walk into the kitchen and drop my stuff on the table, next to a letter addressed to me. I can recognize Lucy's handwriting. Oh, no.

I open it and my eyes only find certain words; sorry, can't deal, I hate myself. Tears well up in my eyes, my poor baby. Suddenly I hear a muffled scream from upstairs and I never ran up the stairs so hard. For the first time I don't look at the pictures hanging there. I just run until I get to her room. I open the door without knocking and see her sitting there, on the edge of her bed, a knife in her hand. Drops of blood dripping on the carpet beneath her. I take a few breaths to steady myself since she didn't hear me come in. When she raises the knife to her other, not yet bleeding, wrist and I quickly walk before her and lower myself on my knees. She looks at me with a numb look I'm not familiar with. Tears are in her eyes but there is no emotion. Nothing. 

''Lucy, baby. Let's not do this okay,'' I say calmly and I take the knife out of her hand. She doesn't fight me. It's like everything had left her body, she can't even say anything. She just stares at me. Stares at me with those empty eyes. I swallow the lump in my throat and move to put the knife away in her bathroom, making a mental note to throw it away with other knives that might be hidden. I grab a towel and walk back into the room where she is still sitting where I left her, just staring ahead of her. I take a seat behind her and put my legs on either side of her. I pull her body into mine with my arms and press the towel to her bleeding wrist.