I need you MARJ

I cant do this,

~2 days later~
I lay on the sofa holding a large pink  sparkly unicorn to my chest which said Barbie on it. The one Marjorie had got me for my birthday. The smell of Her perfume floating off it. I drifted in and out of consciousness. Dreaming about me and Marjorie, holding  the unicorn closer. I woke up with a jolt my knuckles white from gripping the unicorn the smell had gone and was now replaced with the smell of blood and whisky. I look over at the empty bottle. I gently place the unicorn down and when to clean the place. I had finished tidying when i heard my phone ping. I walked over to see a text from aut.

"Big brother work started an hour ago where are you?"

My heart raced checking the date "shit! It's Monday," I had completely forgot most likely from drinking too much. I rushed to get changed and put on the same black jumper. Looking at my arms and then the weather I knew I would be bolling so I got a gym long sleeve top to cover everything. I chucked that(instead of my hoodie)  on my open wounds attaching to the fabric. I ran pit to the car and speed out of the drive.

~at the nursery~

I pull in and see auts car waiting in the nursery car park. "Oh for fuck sake," I whisper. I get out the car and quickly walk into the building. I sign in and walk into my office seeing aut at my desk on her phone. "We're the fuck have you been?" She said standing up looking in my eyes with the same looks she has when we get into an argument. "Aut lis-" she clocked the side of my head with her fist nocking me down. I feel the warm blood trickle down my face. "AUT!" I yell "stop," I hold the bridge of my nose. "Please, aut list-" she pushes me on the floor. I feel her get up. My sleeve have somehow rolled up revealing the hell beneath. "Reece," her faced dropped she fell to her knees. "Reece I-" I cut her off "its fine," I say as I get up walk to my desk pull my sleeve down and walk out to the toilet. "I can't fucking do this," the words trickle out my mouth. "I need to take this pain away, I'm everyone's problem if I was gone no one would care, everyone life would be easier," the words scared me at first but I was right I had to do something about it this. SH is not taking the pain away any more. Nether is alcohol. ~suicide~ a voice in the back of my head is back. "Fuck off!" I whisper, ~ you the problem end it END IT~ "stop please," I beg. I don't know who I'm being these know one there. "Okay," I whisper "I'll do it." The voice goes quiet.