Suicide (5sos)

4..bithday..

Today is my birthday so my mom left me in my room to do my hair, make up and pick out an outfit.I pick out a black dress with lace onthe sleeves, chest and back, a black pair of pumps with spikes on the back of the heel.

I put on my make up. A bit of eyeliner, concelear, mascara and red lipstick. Letting my hair down and curling the ends, when im done i sit on my bed.

You see i didnt agree to this, My mom invited people from school and other 'friends' i dont know. She invited a band which ive no clue how she did that but thats also a surprise.

I sit on my bed looking at the tally marks .23. 23 days till its all gone, suffering, pain and mean comments.

I might not be an artist but i for sure can draw a picture maybe not on the cavas but on my wrist.

when people say "I love to draw" I respond with a "Me too". But they dont get me its not ink i draw with its blood. My preciouse Crimson red blood.

I sigh turning my attention to my phone. A few tweets saying to die..

I wish i could but ill survive a little more, just for my mom and sisters. My sisters has been bullied for 2 years now because im their sister, i dont get it they get bullied because they have a crapy sister.

Im taken out my trance by my sister walking into my room crying. I frown, not again shes been through too much shes only 11.

"April..." She said in a shaky voice. I sigh and sit her im my lap and let her cry in my shoulder.

"Molly want to go downstairs and party" I ask her with a smile. Her face lit up and she jumped off my lap and ran out my rom. I walk out behind her.

When i get to the bottom over the crowd of people i see 5sos on a small stage...oh no. Ashton notices me and looks shocked.

I push past the people and run outside. I run as quicly as possible but im in..heels..