Story One-Shots

Red and Blue

Tw: This story has Suicide, abuse, rape, and self-harm if you are triggered by any of this do not read!

Red and Blue

Amelia awoke to the flashing lights of red and blue rushing past her house. The thing is her friend lives four houses down from her, what happens if it's for her friend? Her friend has been going through tough times with her family but would she go that far?

Immediately Amelia jumped off her bed and grabbed her phone. She texted her friend.

Jordan 🥰

Jordan- Bye Girly!!!

Wednesday, March 3

Today

30 minutes ago

Amelia- Hey!!!

20 minutes ago

Amelia- Hello?...

10 minutes ago

Amelia- Are you alright?....

Now

Amelia- Are you there please don't ignore me!!!....

Amelia then gets a call.

"Hello?" Amelia said as she was now pacing back and forth across her bedroom.

"Hello, Ma'am I'm calling to inform you that your friend has died her name was Jordan Nickleson"

"Wha-What??!!!" Amelia is now on the verge of crying, Jordan was her dearest friend.

"Sorry for your loss ma'am but she has unfortunately killed herself"

"She would never! Are you sure she's dead???" Amelia said as she was now crying.

"I'm sure ma'am she drowned herself in the bathtub"

"I have to go, sir"
Amelia hangs up and goes to the bathroom. She grabs a razor and starts to cut her arm.

"Fuck my life! Why, Why did it have to be her?!" Amelia is now sitting on the toilet crying her heart out.

Blood gushed down her arm covering it in a dark red liquid.

Amelia looked down because she felt a warm liquid running down her skin.

"Dammit I'm gonna have to wash this," Amelia said as she stood up and washed the blood off. Then she grabbed some bandages and wrapped her arm up. "I'm going for a walk"

She stood up and walked out of the bathroom. Down the hallway were the stairs that led to the main floor. They were new stairs made of very nice wood and they were nicely stained. As she walked down the stairs she could hear her dad in the basement playing games. She came to a stop when she was right in front of the door. She put her Converse hightops on and walked out smelling the beautiful smell. In Front of her were street lamps. The light was very dim because the lamps weren't very bright.

"There" Amelia points toward her best friend's house and starts to cry.

"Why, why Jordan! Why did you do that!?" Amelia sat on the road as she tried to catch her breath from crying so much.

Amelia stood up and walked down the road to her friend's house.

"Her parents are a bunch of jackasses!" Amelia said out loud hoping they heard her.

"They are the reason she killed herself, she would come to school with bruises all down her arms.... From them" The last part Amelia said very coldly.

"She was abused by them, did she deserve it? No, No she did not but did they do it anyway yes, yes they did!" "I hate them!" Amelia said as she walked down an alleyway because she didn't want to go near her house anymore.

"Honestly I don't know where I'm going to end up, I just want to walk," Amelia said even though she was talking to nobody.

"Hey," A deep voice said.

"Hello? Who are you?" Amelia asked as she stepped backward from the figure in front of her.

"Im Darrel hello!"

"What do you want Darrel?" Amelia said as she was now scared for herself.

"I want you," Darrel said as he put his hand in his pocket.

"And you will do what I want because if you don't I'll shoot alright?" Darrel said as he grabbed a gun.

"Fine, What do you want from me?" Amelia said as she was scared now.

"Stay still"
Im not writing that but basically she got raped. She survived but she is now traumatized! Also very sorry this is going fast if I ever make this a book it's gonna be a lot slower like spread out ya know?

Amelia laid on the ground crying she couldn't move.

"AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!" Amelia screamed because right now her body couldn't move she was paralyzed.
"Help me...." Amelia fell unconscious.

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