tw - su!c!de and sh
it was a master plan. she was a sweetheart, too innocent to do any wrong, or so they thought. she was the one everyone went to for help, the one everyone trusted, the one who was loved by all.
and to begin with, she was. she was the sweetest soul. until she was broken, until she saw how twisted people could be and she realised there was no use having a kind heart if nobody can appreciate it.
roger took that, and twisted it even further. sometimes charlotte would look at herself and think to herself that maybe she could have healed and gotten her sweet heart back, but no it was too late now. she had been molded into a horrible mess, nobody else knew, but she did, and it that was enough to drive herself insane wondering who she could have been.
the worst bit was is that she also had to hurt the love of her life. mia knew, how could she not? she was the only person charlotte could possibly tell. after all mia was also controlled and forced to go against people she loved years ago. but by the time charlotte had told her, it was too late. she couldn't be saved. she had gone too far.
mia loved charlotte so much and couldn't bare to see her like this. char couldn't get any good nights, all were spent sobbing and having to be cuddled asleep by mia. it was the only reason mia had came back from travelling the world. she needed to be back for her sweet girl, she knew that char couldn't handle it all by herself and she needed her now more than ever. the deep cuts on charlottes wrists were only proof of that.
but even mia knew that if this was ever going to stop, charlotte would have to stop it herself. mia knew how hard this was for charlotte, she knew what it felt like to be stuck in a loop and feel like your betraying everyone around you. she hated thinking about all the times charlotte would sob until her eyes were dry when roger would leave.
char knew it was wrong, but what could she do? she was trapped. she would spend every living second trying to make it seem better than it actually was, trying to convince herself she was only doing it because everyone was just as shitty as eachother, and that they deserved what was coming for them. but she just knew it wasn't true.
and that's all that charlotte could think about as the blade kissed her skin. she would go deeper and deeper until the pain was unbearable. in her head, this was her punishment.
as she bled out onto the bathroom floor, her vision had gone blurry.
was it finally working? she could only hope so.
she lets herself lie on the hard floor, no more thoughts in her head, just emptiness. she so desperately wanted to go, she didnt want to live anymore, she knew she didn't deserve to live.
so as she closed her eyes for the last time, the last thing she could hear was a blood curdling scream as the door infront of her opened.
note - sorry guys
