Separated

Attempt

WARNING!!!!:

This chapter contains topics of suicide, please feel free to skip the chapter if you get uncomfortable :)

Chapter 15:

This stress on me hurts. Cassie Butterfield, you fucking betrayed me. After everything we've been through, this is how you repay me?! I had to fucking get out of school early because of my mental health. I've had enough of my life.

    When I got home early from school, I took a knife and started cutting myself. I took the tip of the knife and dug it deep into my skin. I started bleeding pretty heavily but I needed to continue. I moved on to my left arm, I made about twenty marks on my arm. Those twenty marks were the lies, the betrayal, and the anger everyone put me through. Especially Cassie and Kayla. I fucking hate both of them, I hope they realize the damage they have done to me.

    I left a suicide note for Lydia. The note said:

    My dear sister, I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore.

    The pain and suffering that I've been going through needs to stop.

    I feel if I just drop dead, everybody will be happy.

    I miss mom, I miss dad, I miss when everything was better.

    The cancer that I had should have just ended me from there.

    But no, I had to stay on this shitty earth.

    Kayla made my life a living hell and Cassie decided to follow the footsteps.

    At this point forward, there's no point in my life continuing if I can't have a happy ending.

    Everyone I've known as either left me or hurt me.

    I've been lied to, abandoned, and sickened for many years.

    Please my dear sister, it's not you.

    It's just me and my mental health.

    I'll miss you, I hope you continue to grow!

    Love, Marla.

    Now I started on my wrists, I shrieked in pain. There was blood everywhere, on the floor and in the bathtub. I closed my eyes, hoping I would just rot and die. Then I heard Lydia running into the bathroom, screaming in horror.

    "MARLA WHAT THE FUCK?! HOLD ON BABY SISTER! FUCK FUCK FUCK!"

    Lydia was looking for towels everywhere! Luckily she found four big towels to help stop the bleeding. Lydia picked up the phone and immediately called 9-1-1.

    "HELLO?! YES! PLEASE SEND AMBULANCE! MY SISTER'S BLEEDING DEATH! OH MY FUCKING GOD! SOMEBODY HELP PLEASE!"

    When the ambulance arrived I was unresponsive for a while, the doctor's tried everything to save me but it was too late. My heart rate stopped, I went cold, and I took my last breath.

    Lydia kept screaming at the doctors to save me but I was dead. The peace will finally start now! No more Cassie, no more Kayla, no more stupid boys. I knew one day me committing suicide would be the best thing for me.

    I just wanted all the pain to stop.

    Now it has.

    Now I'm free.

    I'm on my own.

    Dead.

Author Note:

Noooo R.I.P Marla! I started crying while writing her dead scene. Sorry for the short chapter, I didn't want to make her dead scene too long.