Broken

Chapter 4

Broken-chapter 4

"Lexi?" I said. A tear fell down me cheek, I was in shock. Lexi always seemed so happy, maybe this was all my fault.

She started to cry really hard and said "Ariana, sending you those messages, doing that dare, was the dumbest thing I've ever done. It felt good to be 'popular' for once. The peer pressure got to me. I didn't realize I would hurt you so much enough to kill yourself" she sounded tired.

"I know you didn't mean it, you would never do that. But it wasn't just you. It was the hate. It's everything, everyone! You know how hard everything is for me between my mom, dad, and sister"

"I know. That's why I cut. I felt awful. It hurts but id do anything for you. If you are leaving the world, I'm leaving with you"

She sounded like she was about to pass out. Her scars were still bleeding. They were deep, all up and down her arms and legs. Suddenly, her eyes shut. I started bawling my eyes out. It was all my fault. I thought about what she said, if your leaving the world, I'm leaving with you. I had to do the same for her, but how? A few hours later we were still in the hospital when Lexi woke up. I was relieved that wasn't dead yet, neither was I.

The next week we were finally let out of the hospital. I went up to my room and shut my door. I had to think for a while. I opened up Instagram and once again my notifications were blown up with rude comments. A tear rolled down my face as I looked at one of the comments, making fun of my sister and parents. I wish they knew how tough it was. Nobody seemed to understand. I pulled out my diary and started to write.

"Dear diary, I kind of wish I was dead. Nobody understands me. Ever since a few years ago, everything seemed to change. My life just went downhill. About 3 years ago, my dad died. He got in a serious car accident and a few days after he died. That year was tragic. A few months after my dad died, my sister, Jackie, went out on the ocean for a trip (she was always into to stuff like that). She always wanted to go on a voyage at sea she was obsessed with pirates. At the time, she was 18. She was supposed to be gone for almost a week. After a few weeks she still wasn't back. We tried to contact her but we got no answer. We found out later on there was a storm. We still don't know where she is, and if she's still alive which she probably isn't. Also last year my mom was diagnosed with cancer. She was all I had left, besides Frankie. I never see her now she's always in the hospital getting treatments and they don't let us in very often. People always make cancer jokes to me. I recently found out she might not make it. I also get bullied. I get called fat, ugly, stupid. I'm already very insecure about myself and I have one friend, Lexi who I almost lost. I wish people understood how tough life is. They don't get it, nobody does"

Tears streamed my down my face non-stop. I never realized how tough I had it until now. Until I think about all that's happened. Maybe I would kill myself. All I ever did anymore was cry.

The next day in school was torturous. I was best up and made fun of. Nobody knew about me or Lexi killing ourselves, or almost. Lexi wore pants and a sweater to school that day even though it was 75 degrees out. When Lexi saw me being beat up, she tried to stop it but they got her too. My face started dripping blood. I touched my cheek and it hurt a lot. I felt my forehead and there was a bump. I looked in the mirror, I was a mess. I went home, bruised and battered. Frankie asked what happened but I didn't tell him. After all, things couldn't get any worse. At least that's what I thought.