Against All Odds(the rewrite)

I Wish I was Afraid Of Suicide

Nova sat in her hospital bed waiting for someone to take her home. Her dad left last night for work and Jade left after talking to her. She still felt worthless even though everyone stayed by her side. Anthony however never got to speak to her. He had to leave before she woke up for work he would have called off but he's been paying his and Novas rent. He knew she liked being in her own house.

The drive back was quiet. Damien was driving and it made Nova wonder. "After all we've been through and how much I hate you, why are you the only one that takes care of me?" She asked. "Because Nova we still care about each other. We're each others first love. You don't hate me you hate what I did. and I can't help but feel responsible for what happened last night." He said as he parked in he drive way. "Why? You had nothing to do with it. It was Dakota." Nova got out and went upstairs. she was tired and all she wanted was to sleep.

It had been three days since Nova had been home from the hospital. Anthony had Harley and she was all alone. Her arm stung a little and itched because of healing. She paced around her house. She felt another break down coming along and this time she didn't know if she'd be saved.
Her mind kept replaying over and over again how worthless she was. How no one really cared it was all an act. She was trying to fight it. She kept telling her self it wasn't true that she was worth I, but it wasn't working. She went up stairs and into the bathroom, filling up the tub with warm water she took an anxiety pill. Ripping off the bandage on her left arm she sat in the tub. Popping two more pills. She didn't understand why she was doing it she didn't even realize she was. She just kept going because her mind was telling her everything everyone ever has. Anthony didn't love her and she was at a dead end. She saw it as she had nothing to live for. She took the razor she kept in the shower and sliced into her arm until the bleeding could no longer be stopped.

She sat back and felt her life drift away. If people really did care the same was being selfish but she didn't care.

She was never meant to be alive.

Or so she thought.