Short Stories

One

This may contain triggers so read with caution

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Imagine This: Its 11am and you are sitting on your bed reading, you want to relax after a long afternoon studying for the exam you have the following day.

Your phone screen suddenly lights up revealing a text. It's your best friend telling you she texted her ex. Telling you she is a crying mess because she misses him. She's crying for someone who doesn't deserve her tears. He hurt her really badly, so much you never knew what happened between that, she never told you.

She'd been asking to meet with you for ages but you couldn't, school was taking up all of your time. You thought it wasn't as bad as it actually was, you thought she'd be fine, it wasn't that bad. You were wrong.

She starts sending you photos. Pictures of their old conversations, when they exchanged sweet and caring words. When they were in love. She tells you she misses him, she wants to go back to the old times, she wants to go back with someone who hurt her.

You don't know what to do. It's too late to go to her house so you tell her to forget about him, to leave her phone alone and think of something else, but it's of no use. She keeps crying and crying, telling you she can't cope with it anymore. Then she sends the words that make your heart stop. "there's a razor in the bathroom". You tell her to stop. You tell her to pick up your calls, to pick up the fucking phone. You need to hear her voice, to know she's alright. You are shaking all over, cold sweat covering your trembling body. Your best friend was going t hurt herself.

You don't know what to do. What do people do in this situations? Your best friend is hurt and you can't do anything about it. You can't stop her.

Then you do the only thing that comes t your mind, even though she told you not to, even though she will hate you afterwards. You don't care. You have to do it. You have to save her.

You run downstairs and pick up the landline. After fumbling with the numbers you finally manage to call. The phone is ringing and you cross your fingers hoping that she's not alone at home.

Beep

Beep

"hello?" You sigh in relief. They are there, she's not alone.

You tell them to run, to go up the stairs to check up on their daughter because she's crying, she's depressed. They thank you and tell you they will. The line dies.

2 minutes later you receive another text. Your best friend is safe. She had heard the landline, hid everything and pretended to study. That's the image her patents encountered.

But your heart slows down, your hands stop shaking and you notice the stream of tears flowing from your eyes.

You almost lost your best friend to a razor.

You could have never seen her again

But you saved her life

You were there just in time.

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Okay guys I wanted to tell you I wrote this about a year ago because i had to get all the stress of the situation out. Yes this is based on a true story that happened to me, and when i dont know how to get rid of a horrible feeling i write it down, as i think more people do. Please dot ask questions about it, plus im no longer friend with this person so i dont want to talk about her.