Penelope's pov

I run home and have tears streaming down my face how could dan do that I trusted him with my life he was my one true love I loved him. I run into the bathroom and plop onto the floor and start to cry I look in the cabinet where dan and I keep our medications extra soaps and stuff in I look and I find them... Dans anti-depressants. I grab my extra razor out of the    Drawer I keep them in smash off the plastic protecter keeping the blades in tack I sit in the tub and make a few marks on my arms I don't try to clean them cos I'm gonna die anyway who cares I get out of the tub grab the bottle of pills and go into dans room I grab a rope from his closet. I don't go for a paper and pen but instead I grab a camera and the controller I set up the rope have the bottle of pills in one hand and the controller in the other, worthless, fat, ugly, all those words stuck in my head I turn on the video camera "this is the real me... A depressed girl who's boyfriend hates her and now I don't want to live I don't want to be here so I won't be goodbye.." I say as I turn off the camera again and down all of the pills in the bottle I start to feel lightheaded as I take a step off the stool and fall. As I fall I hear dan and Phil's voice through the flat they sound so worried but then everything goes black

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 12, 2016 ⏰

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