• You're gonna die alone •

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                  • Heather MacNamara •
I Rush to the bathroom trying to hold back my tears. I can't take it anymore... I need to end this. I need to end me... I ran into the handicapped stall where nobody could see me. I take the small bottle of pain killers out of my skirt pocket. I struggled trying to unscrew the cap grunting as I did so. "Stupid childproof caps." I muttered under my breath. as I kept putting my efforts into unscrewing the cap I heard voices in my head. And then it went from voices to a full on hallucination... Heather Duke was standing in front of me with that same evil smirk on her face that she always had. "What's wrong Heather??" She said mocking me. "Can't get medicine open??" I ignored it as I knew it wasn't real. I let out a wine of frustration as I kept trying to open the medicine bottle. "Aww" Heather said pouting her lip. "Is the poor little baby going to wine for her mamaaa~?" "You're pathetic.." She said with a cackle. "JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH!" I snapped at her. "I DON'T NEED YOU MOCKING ME!" then I finally got the bottle opened. "You knew this was coming Heather.." Heather Duke said smirking... "You knew despite your popularity that you would be the next to die.." " Whether you die or not nobody is going to give a shit about your existence.." She crossed her arms. "Do it Heather..." She said before fading away... I knew everything she said was true even though it was my imagination... I was pathetic... Nobody cares about me... I took a handful of the pills. I took a deep breath and swallowed them...

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