Recap
Ignoring my childish thoughts, I walk more inside her house.
"YO, MERCY? WHERE YA AT, MA?" I yell out, hoping there's a sign of her actually being safe in here. I walk upstairs to see a closed door.. The only door with light illuminating from the cracks in the door. I open it, and see her...
.... Now...
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I open it and see her lying on the floor in a small puddle of blood.. No. No. No. I rush towards her and pick her up. I see the blood rushing out the body through her wrists. I quickly found the razor. No, Mercy, no. I rush her out the house and into my car. I speed through the city's streets, finally pulling up to the emergency doors.. I ain't even have time to park, I just slid right on in.
"HELP!! HELP HER PLEASE!". I scream frantically, like a lil bitch.
Why do I care, you may ask?
Cause that's my baby, that's why. She's always been that in my mind. I'm just so afraid of rejection that I feel that was the only way to express how I felt about her. Looking back though, I was stupid for that. Now, my worst nightmare was riding my back, i wish i could wake up... She must likely thought I hated her. In all truths, she was the love of my life. No one knew that of course. But, when, or IF she ever wakes up from this... I just have to tell her...
I'm sorry. And that...
I love her.
Published
April 21, 2016
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Bully(DISCONTINUED)
FanficI've been bullied my him since we were in sixth grade... We're juniors now.. But he still treats me the same.. When will he change?
