Chapter 20

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Kayla's POV
One week later

We were all getting ready for the event.
I had on a black and white striped crop top and black jean high waisted shorts. My hair was in light curls and I had just put on mascara.
I slid on my Gucci flip flops and went down stairs to meet with the boys.
I walk into the living room and everyone's jaws touched the floor.
"Your hot...." Ashton said so I backhanded him in his head.
"I'm your sister you pervert!" I yelled picking him up and throwing him on the couch.
"Limos here!" I heard Taylor yell winking at me.
These boys.
I sat between Blake and Mackenzie. it was extremely awkward because Blake had his hand my my knee the whole car ride.
We finally got there for what felt like forever and we got in through the back door where fans could see us.
We had 20 minutes till the show started.

20 Minutes Later

Here we go.....

Blake's POV

I really don't want to break up with Kayla but I only like her as a friend.
All the things I've done: put my hand on her knee, kiss her, hug her, all were dares. Now for the last part of the dare.
Breaking up with her.

Kayla's POV

The show ended and we were about to start the meet and greet portion when Blake came up to me.
"Hey babe what's up?" I asked concerned he hasn't been acting himself lately.
Then Taylor and Jacob came up next to him.
"Don't call me babe, you worthless slut! I mean look at what your wearing, you have attention whore written across your face, and I don't want to date a attention seeking bitch! Bye," he said walking away laughing with Taylor and Jacob.
I fell to the floor crying.
Sobbing.
I can't breathe.
Bawling.
On the floor.
I finally get up after a minute of crying on the floor and I run out of the meet and greet without the boys seeing me.
I called a cab and it came and brought me to the house.
2 years.
2 years, 1 month, and 2 weeks clean.
All about to go down the drain.
I hate having to do this.
But he made it pretty obvious.
This is what I had to do.

I opened the bathroom cabinet and look out a bag full of razors. I picked out the sharpest one that I could see which I barely could because of the tears. I took it and put the cold metal to my wrist and pushed so hard it made me dizzy.
I then slid it ever so harshly and made an extremely deep cut.
Then another.
Then another.
Then another.
Then I lost count.
Everything was spinning ad I just wanted it all to end.
Jacobs not here to save me.
There all at MagCon worrying about getting pictures with fans and not if their friend is killing herself.
I made my decision.
I took the blade and lined it up with my vein.
I then cut the deepest cut vertically down my wrist until I stopped and did the same to the next wrist.
No one can save me now.
Then I was out.

Mackenzie's POV

I heard Blake break up with her.
I know Kayla she's not taking this too well.
20 minutes pass and I dot see her anywhere then I started to worry.
I told hunter that I was going back to the room because I had a headache and Blake decided he wanted to come with me.
We step into the limo and we were off.
"Why Blake?" I asked not even looking at him.
"Why what?" he asked harshly.
"Why would you trick her fragile little heart into thinking you love her. but then you say a those horrible things to her. She's already broken and I think you just pushed her off the edge." I said as we pull up to the house.
I jumped out and ran to our room that we share. it was locked.
"No no no, Kayla please don't be doing anything stupid in there," I panicked trying to get a bobby pin out of my hair with a shaky hand.
I got the door unlocked and I wished I didn't.
Blood.
Everywhere.
I found her body so pale and lifeless.
I checked for a pulse.
Barely anything.

I called 911 and they will be here in 2 minutes.
Then I found a note.

Dear, whom ever decides to actually read this,
I was pushed over the edge. I should be dead by the time you find me but if not please forgive me.
To Blake,
you were the one who pushed me over. you were the last thing I thought of when I made that last cut that sent me to my death. It is ALL your fault.
To Mackenzie,
You have supported me over my whole entire mess I call a life and I thank you for that. this is in no way your fault. Just like we said: I'll meet you on the other side of hell. I love you to pieces and never forget that.
To Jacob,
You were no help. you partially were the reason I won't wake up tomorrow.
To Taylor,
Same thing.
To the rest of the boys,
I love you all I pieces and never think anything different, you are all my babes and always will.
See y'all in hell where I know half of you will be.
Love,
Kayla Rowland.
The paramedics came in the middle of the note.
Then the tears came.

Authors note

Ligit bawled my eyes out while writing this. Have a good night. LOVE YOU ALL. ❤❤❤

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