Dylan's POV
She seemed nervous on the phone. It's not like I'm a stranger.
'I'm on my way.' I text her.
After about five minutes, I don't get a answer.
Quinn's POV
One last time. One final last time until I throw them out.
Just end it. Before he gets here
No. These thoughts are awful. I can't do that to Dylan. I'm not breaking anyone's heart.
End it. Your mom doesn't love you. If your dad was alive he'd hate you to. Your just that hate able. Dylan pities you. End it while you have the chance
My mind is insane. Maybe I need to be locked up in a institute.
One piece of rope is all it takes. It's in the drawer, grab it.
I don't realize that I had already grabbed my knife of the table, blood dripping onto my bed.
That's it. Cut deeper. Relieve yourself like only weak people need to do.
I'm not weak. Not even close. I put up with my life, I couldn't be any stronger. But I'll be weak if I end it, so I'm not going to.
It won't hurt for much longer. Cut deeper.
The knife and my wrist collide deeper than before. I don't mean to, and I don't realize what I'm doing. I don't care about my phone's ringtone 'I'm Not Okay' by MCR signaling I have multiple text messages in the corner.
It's probably Dylan. Texting to say he doesn't care and to never come close to him again.
I look down at my wrist. I've cut deeper than I thought. I don't stop though. I don't want to stop now. Everything will be okay soon.
My vision blurs, and I fall to the ground.
A/N
Yeah, so I will work on the next update now.
Don't hate me plz
But yeah this book has about ten more chapters.
Who am I kidding no one reads this anyway. :P
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Fanfiction*TRIGGER WARNNG- Mentions of self-harm, eating disorders, and suicide* *FAnFiC- Dylan O'Brien* Quinn Maver, a nerd to say the least. People say she's to much of a fangirl, she reads to much, she needs to eat less and go out more. Be less socially aw...
