YouNower Imagines

Personal for Kaitlyn *Brandon Rowland*

*SAD IMAGINE, READ THE NOTE AFTER THE STORY. IT'S VERY IMPORTANT!*
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Kaitlyn Pov:

I woke up to the beeping of my alarm already hating the day.

Everyday at school I get bullied, no one knows, no one cares.

I haven't told anyone because I know nothing would happen and it would just make things worse.

I live alone with my mom who's rarely home. And when she is she doesn't talk to me anyways.

I don't have friends at school, I keep to myself. You can't trust anyone.

I get dressed wearing skinny jeans, a mint green PINK sweatshirt, and black converse. I brush my hair and place it in to a high pony.

I walk to school and make my way to science class and sit in my seat slumped down.

"Alright class sit down. Today we will be doing a project with assigned partners. You've all learned about the topic and I expect you to follow the instructions on this sheet."

He hands out the papers and reads off the partners, "..Jennifer and Kylie... James and Sophia... Kaitlyn and Brandon..."

I freeze. Brandon? No I can't. He's like the cutest boy in class.

He walks over to my desk and smiles, "Hey Kaitlyn, so do you wanna do our project at your house after school?"

"Um, I have some things to do after school, but does around 5:00 work?"

He smiles again, "Perfect."

He walks away and I sit there in my seat with my heart pumping.

*After school*

I close my locker only to be welcomed by Talia and her diva friends.

"Please get out of my way." I say trying to walk around.

They all surround me, "You really think you're something don't you? A big shot? Thinking you can hang with Brandon? You can't, you aren't good enough. You never will be. You are a nothing."

They all walk away and a tear slips as I leave to go home.

*At home around 4:30*

I sit on my bed and start crying, thinking about today. Yesterday, the day before, every day.

I'm done with it, I quit. I quit at this game called life.

I take out a piece of paper and begin writing my goodbyes to people.

For the last one I have, "To Brandon: Sorry you'll have to get a new partner or work alone. It's probably better though, I wouldn't be nearly good enough to work with thee Brandon Rowland according to Talia and her friends. And according to me. Please call my mom and let her know I am gone. Don't call the police/ambulance I'm not important enough for them to worry about."

By now I was crying hysterically. I wrote my mom's phone number on the bottom of the paper.

I go downstairs and place the note on the counter where he could see it when he walked in.

I go upstairs take a deep breath and grab the pills behind my bed. I dump the whole bottle in my hand, shove them in my mouth, grab my water, and swallow.

I lay on my bed and after a few minutes i get dizzy and start seeing splotches of blackness.

I hear the front door open, after about a minute i hear the rushing of footsteps on the stairs and someones in my room.

"Kaitlyn? Kaitlyn!" It was Brandon.

He lightly taps my face, "Kaitlyn stay awake. Don't fall asleep on me. It'll be okay."

He dials a phone number.

His hand grabs on to mine.

*In hospital a few hours later*

I have tears in my eyes, and some still falling.

The nurse unwraps the blood pressure machine and smiles, "You're doing great."

She walks out of the room and I soon see Brandon walk in with flowers.

I blankly stare at him and he sets the flowers beside me, "Kaitlyn I know we don't know each other that well, but I'm here for you. I'll always be here for you. I don't care what the other girls say. Listen to me, you're beautiful and amazing. You're the most wonderful girl I've ever met. The girls are being suspended for driving you to suicide. But please don't ever do this again. Don't keep your emotions bottled up and hide from everyone, as long as I'm here there's nothing to worry about."

I let a few sobs escape and he gives me a hug.

"Thank you Brandon, thank you for saving me."

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This chapter was kind of long bc I feel it's an important subject. Please, if any of you are feeling the urge to cut or to commit suicide, please contact the suicide hotline at 1-800-273-8255. Please, you are wanted. I love you all sm. If you ever need to talk, feel free to message me. Stay beautiful❤️