The Legends of the Moon Gods

Chapter 9

**WARNING! IN THIS CHAPTER! THESE TRIGGERS WILL APPEAR: ATTEMPTED SUICIDE, DEPRESSION, BULLYING, MORE DEPRESSION, AND MORE SELF HARM! IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED, PLEASE READ CAUTIOUSLY OR NOT AT ALL!

Paige's PoV:

The time was going way to slow. I was stuck in first period and we just got to school. Wesley and his littlest brother went their separate ways. I, on the other hand, was stuck in the same damn routine. I sat in the back of all my classes except in choir, where I am actually accepted. I had my head down, holding tightly to my sleeves so no one catches a glimpse of what I've done. When my mother died, I snapped. Broke. I had no-one. All I had was my dead beat father. I'm sure I will have to live with him at some point but I really don't want to go. I kept thinking to myself when I felt something hit my head. I looked up to see a crumpled piece of paper on my desk. I rolled my eyes, not wanting to open it since I know what might be written on the paper. I put my head back down and I felt another piece of paper hit my head. Why can't they just leave me alone? I ignore it and wait for the teacher to come into the room. History always was my most sensitive subject due to my high sensitivity levels but I can't help it.

"Hey, Paige, Paige." Marcus picked at me and I tightened my grip on my sleeves. I can tell he was getting irritated.

"Paige, you son of a bitch listen to me." I tense up as everyone looks back. He looks at everyone, pale, noticing he said it a bit to loudly.

"Marcus apologize and go to the deans." Miss. Procopius states robotically and I look up and give a weak smile and she gives back an apologetic smile. She gets along with class as I gaze out the window, daydreaming about being home, seeing my mom and that it was all just a dream that she isn't here. I remember the cuts on my arms and remember, sadly, that it isn't. I sigh softly as the bell rings, everyone filing out. I make it out the door first before anyone else and go to my other classes. They all were the same until lunch.

I was going to lunch when I saw Wesley and was about to speak up but Marcus pushes my into lockers.

"O-Ow!..." I yelp and then slapped.

"Shut up motherfucking bitch!" Marcus smirks and pushes me up against the lockers more.

"S-Stop it!" I already start to get chocked up as I try to push through them but only get pushes down hard. I land to the floor with a sickening crunch and scream loudly. I hear running footsteps and that's when Marcus friends Clark picks me up by the front of my shirt, putting me on my feet and keeping me still as I struggle and Marcus swings. My head snaps back as pain rushes in my face as I stumble back, Clark tripping me to hit my head. I feel my sleeve go up and reveal some of my cuts.

"Lookey here boys! A self harmer! Such a pathetic slut. Get the whore. Such a worthless bitch." The guys crack up laughing and I start sobbing, I get up, wobbling and see Wesley, jaw open and I run off into the nearest bathroom hearing the boys call out after me.

"That's right cunt! Go cut some more! Killing yourself might be better!" Marcus yells and I hear the popular girls cheer and snicker. I burst open a rarely used bathroom and burst into sobs. I throw my bag to the wall and slide down the wall, my hands ripping through my hair and stop at the top of my head. I cry loudly as I collapse off my feet. In a fury of tears, I search through my bag and find scissors. I break them and gets the sharp part of the scissors and I lift up my sleeve and cut deeply. I scream and yelp for a few seconds but bite my tongue back and cut deeper than I did with the razor as the blood oozes up quickly as I slice my arms open. Tears stream down my face, uncontrolled and not being able to be stopped. I finish my arm and remember my other arm and how I was writing my mothers name on it. I roll up that sleeve, blood dripping on my black sweater and I finish carving her name into my arm and I get up to the sink and start the water. I wash off the blood, the new cuts stinging as I suck up the pain. I roll the sleeves down after drying my arm and look in the mirror. My nose was bleeding. My eye was bruising and I tear up again. I hear the bell ring and people walking around. I sit in a stall, waiting for the tardy bell to make my break for it. Once I hear it, I grab my bag and run. I run to the back door and ditch school.

I run. Just run to my mother's house. Tears were streaming quickly and the wind was blowing hard. I get to the door of my mother's house and bust open the door. I search quickly for what I need and can't find it.

"Fuck it!" I scream into the empty house and find pills and rush into the upstairs bedroom of my room. I get my phone out and send a text to the people who actually care.

"Friends.

It was nice knowing everyone but I can't take on my stress anymore. I was never a fighter. I was always weak. As people say, a bitch. I was just shy... Hopefully I am making the world a better place by doing this. Nobody cares about me. Only very little. I have no family anymore. My mother is gone. My father is a dead beat. I like someone, but I'm sure they hate me now. This is goodbye..."

I send the text to Wesley, Dorian, Jordan, my cousin, and Wesley's mom. It wasn't long before my phone was blowing up. I turned it off as I try to open the pills.

"Damn it open!" I scream into the air and I hear sirens outside getting closer and I scream. I finally open them and take a handful. I get a cup quickly as I hear pounding feet on my door step. The door busts down as I'm filling the cup and hear Wesley and his mom scream my name. I rush into my bedroom, locking the door but too late. Wesley charges in and I quickly dodge, shoving the pills in my mouth and drinking quickly. Instantly, everything starts going black and I collapse, a cold darkness taking over me while I hear Wesley curse and scream my name before everything fails me completely.

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Hello my darklings.... sorry for such a dark chapter but it will get brighter.... after a few more chapters...

**WARNING! IN A FEW MORE CHAPTERS, THESE TRIGGERS WILL BE THERE: RAPE, NEGLECT AND SELF HARM! IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERS, I'D RECOMMEND STOP READING! OTHER TRIGGERS ARE: SUICIDE ATTMEPTS, DEPRESSION, GRIEF, SELF HARM, RAPE, NEGELCT, BULLYING ECT! READ CAUTIOUSLY IF EASILY TRIGGERED! Thanks for any vote, comment, and view this story gets! Greatly appreciated!

Thanks for reading!

-Skylar D.