Be Mine

F I F T E E N

   { One Month Later }
Beth's P.O.V
[ sorry for time skip, moves things along {
" You can take this heart, take it or tear it all apart. No this isn't fair! Love me or leave me here!" I sing into the microphone.
The band is playing softly as my voice dominates the music. I look up and stare Mason in the eyes as I sing. He flashes me his million dollar smile. I get a warm fuzzy feeling in my body.
My voice feel silent as Jade sings her part.
Jace gives her a thumbs up and she smiles. They are such a cute couple. I'm glad they got together.
She finishes her solo and we start singing together.
" Love me or leave me here," we finish.
The whole room is filled with screams and claps. Mason jogs over to me and give me a cuddle.
" That was fantastic," he says, planting a kiss on my forehead.
" You're fantastic," I reply, breaking his grip.
I pick up my guitar and put it in it's case. There is only a month and a week till Band Slam. We have been putting all of our effort into it.
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" Where were you?" My dad asks as I walk inside.
" Band," I say, walking to the fridge.
" 'Till eleven p.m?" He says, his voice full of fury.
" Okay, I went out for dinner with our band."
" I don't really give a shit about your ' One Soul ' band, just tell me where you are!"
" Fine. Control freak," I slip out.
" GO TO YOUR FUCKING ROOM!" He shouts as he points to the stair case.
I get out my phone. I need to call mum. I talked to her last week and I really miss her.
I called three times. She is really busy in her war thing. I don't even know if there is service there. I put my head back of the wall and slide down. Mason tells me not to come to his place, because of his dad. I have two small scars on the back of my head!
Why do I always fight with my dad? Why am I a big disappointment to my family. I go to my walk in closet and shut the door. It's really small but big enough for me to sit in. I lean up and get out a box.
I open up the box. Inside it, it has my.... My suicide letter, a blade, a bunch of paper work and a bunch of letters from my bullies saying sorry. I really want to cut right now but I'm one year and five months clean. I'm really proud of it. I picked up my suicide letter and smooth out the crinkles.
Dear Family,
I am tired of people harassing me and bullying me. They are telling me the truth and I can't handle it. That I'm ugly, fat,unless and many more.
I feel like I'm worthless. I look in the mirror and all I see is ugliness. If I could I would cut all the fat off.
I want you to know that I love you all and you are not the cause of this. I want to be up with Brandon. I miss my older brother being with me.
I think it's right to die the same way he did. I will be much more peaceful and happy up there. I love you so much. Love from, Bethany Anna Morris.
Tears fell on the page as I read it. How was I so dumb.
I hear my dad knocking on my closet door and I quickly put all the stuff in the box.
" Bethy, are you okay?" His soft voice asks.
" Yeah, j-just getting changed," I say.
" Okay, I'm sorry," he sighs.
" Me too," I say, leaning on the door.
I could feel the wait get lifted from the door frame and I open it back up. I go back over to my bed and rest my head. What if my mum didn't find me bleeding to death. Would I be dead? Would I be here in the house or in hospital on life support?
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Wow, I re wrote this 5 times. My story is really bad XD. No-one asks me to update this. That's how you know it's terrible DX. Thanks for reading vote if you can X. Also, the idea too me so long to figure it out 😂 anyways, bai!
- Renee ❤️