Mindless ( Stories && Imagines ) (EDIT)

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| Y/N's Point of View |

Y/N: Thanks Mom! You're always there for me when I need you.

Mom: You're my everything. Of course I'm always going to be here for you until I have to leave this world.

Y/N: I'm going to head up to my room.

Mom: What about dinner?

Y/N: I'm pretty full from lunch. I'll be fine. If I get hungry than I'll find something.

Mom: Dear?

Y/N: Mom, I'm fine.

Mom: Ok honey *kisses your forehead*

You run up the stairs and open your bedroom door.

Y/N: This is where and how I keep my sanity.

You find some clothes to change into and take a hot shower. You look upon the small sharp object. The urge is there but you try to ignore it.

Y/N: No.

You change into your Pajamas. Your phone starts ringing and you let it ring. Whoever it was could say what they had to say to voicemail. As it stopped buzzing it started again a few seconds after. You looked at your caller ID to see an unknown number.

Y/N: It could be an emergency.

You pick up your phone ready to answer until throw it back onto your bed.

Y/N: Voicemail.

You let it ring for awhile and then it stops. One voicemail. You listen as Prodigy's voice rings out. You hear his soft but mellow voice.

He asked about the rest of my day and apologized on behalf of his friends. Than rambled on about how he got my number and to not think he was some kind of stalker.

He was the nicest one out of the group. He's friends basically despise me so I wouldn't see why he would want to talk to me.

A tear falls down your face. You walk back into the washroom and pick up what was once your cherished item.

Why? Because that's the one thing that would keep you sane in moments like these.

You pick it up and you cut vigorously into your flesh.

Cut...
Cut...
Cut.

| Prodigy's Point of View |

The boys would be mad if they found out I called Y/N but who cares? She's a beautiful girl. No matter what anyone says, she's beautiful to me.

| Y/N's Point of View |

Y/N: I really don't want to go to school.

You look over at your phone yawning. 8:15. Fifteen more minutes until school starts. Mom wouldn't have just let me sleep in this late.

Your mom walks through the door so coincidently.

Mom: Honey!

You quickly look to your wrists holding your phone. Quickly covering them under the covers.

Y/N: How come you didn't wake me up earlier?

Mom: I thought you could stay home today. Get your rest. I shouldn't have let you go yesterday so today is make up day.

Y/N: I'll look like a wimp if I don't go after yesterday. I have to go with the little pride that I have.

Mom: That's a girl!

Y/N: I'll be alright.

Mom: Breakfast is ready. I could drop you off if you'd like.

| Katrina's Point of View |

Woah!

Y/N looks a mess. She looks like she haven't slept. I should go see what's going on with her but than again I shouldn't even care.

Why do I care so much?

| Roc's Point of View |

Roc: Have you guys seen Y/N's? She looks like she got hit by bus.

Princeton: I know man.

Prodigy: I need to get to class. I'm out.

Prod nonchalantly just walks off leaving us confused.

Ray: What's wrong with him?

Roc: Probably worrying about his new girlfriend.

| Y/N's Point of View |

Everyone keeps asking me what wrong with me or what's happened to me. I don't wear makeup once in your life and it's automatically something wrong with me.

You spot Prodigy walking towards you.

Prodigy: Hey 👋

Y/N: Hey.

Prodigy: I called you last night. Did you get my voicemail.

Y/N: I listened to it a few times. How did you get my number?

Prodigy: I have my ways!

Y/N: My question to you is what do you really want from me.

Prodigy: I want nothing from you. I just want to be your friend if you'd let me.

Y/N: Friend?

Prodigy: That's all.

Y/N: Here comes the squad.

My lucky day.

Roc: Prod? What are you doing talking to her?

Ray: Get it together man.

Princeton: You like her or something?

Roc: You like this thing!?

Prodigy: She isn't an object. You don't even know her.

Roc: You don't even know her.

Y/N: Thing? Are you ten? Do you think that calling people ugly and pathetic is cool? Sticks and stones may break my bones but words don't hurt me. That's the most untrue statement ever known to man. Ray? Princeton? Or should I say sidekicks. Have your own mind and say what you feel not what Roc feels. I don't even see what your guys problem is. Prod? Don't play with me and especially not my emotions. Because they've been played with all my life.

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Answer: The Point of View was Y/N.

TWO uploads in one day? YAS! I will not be uploading again until tomorrow since it's going to be Friday.

I have been going through depression. I haven't cut myself but I have been having the urge to.

I hope you liked Pt 3. I honestly don't know how many parts I should make or where I'm going with this but stay tuned.

Thank You
XOXO