I Just Can't

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*PREVIOUSLY ON ALONE, UNWANTED*

I sat down on a bench, crying my eyes out. I didn't know how to handle my life anymore..... I just can't take it.

Connor's POV
I got up from the bench running the bathroom. I pushed the door open and ran into a stall and locked it.
No one likes me. I'm just invisible to these people, including my mom. Like, why do I exist? There's no reason for me to be on this Earth.

I looked over and saw a razor on the ground.

Should I? Would it be worth it? How would I hide my cuts? How would people think of me?

I stopped thinking, and just stared at the razor. Finally, I pick it up, not caring about anything. Then, I put the blade on my wrist.

Should I?

Then, I applied pressure to razor that was against my wrist. Then, I cut my wrist. The blood began to form from the cut. I just stared at the cut, wondering if I should do more. Then, I put the razor against my wrist again and started cutting, one after one after one.

This is for my mom!
This is for Cameron!
This is for being called 'faggot'!
This is for being called 'gay'!
This is for my bloody forehead!

All of a sudden, I felt dizzy. Like I was lightheaded. I looked down at my wrist, blood was everywhere, on the floor, all over my arm. My vision started getting blurry. I couldn't see shit now. I stood up trying to leave the bathroom. I finally unlocked the stall door but, I started to trip. I couldn't keep my balance. Then, I fell, my head hit on the bathroom counter really hard then, falling on the concrete floor. Then, I heard someone walk in. I couldn't see anything anymore, everything was black. I passed out.

That was terrible to write! Ugh, but it's juicy stuff! Sorry for it being short. After this is published I'm going to write another chapter. Anyways, if you're reading this please vote and leave a nice comment. Thank you so much love!
-Adrianna

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