Chapter Five: If you have No Reason to live why Hang On?

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Your P.O.V.

I entered the shower wanting to wash off the sweat from today. As I reach for the water water nobs I heard a camera flash. I turned around to see a asshole called Mark behind me with a phone. I think turning around was the worst thing I could have ever done.  The camera flashed several times before I grabbed a towel.

   "You sneaky little bastard!"

   "What did you say tiny butt?"

   "Get out off my house! Remember I said I could make your sex life heaven and hell."

   "No and Yes."

  "WELL GET OUT BEFORE IT HAPPENS!"

   "AHG! Fine." With that I heard mt front door close.

   After I got out of the shower, I opened the freezer door. I grabbed a frozen a pineapple pizza out of the and put it in the oven. I took my olives out of my refrigerator and set a timer. After a few minutes of doing nothing but imagining unicorns the timer rang throughout the silence.

   I took out the pizza putting olives on it before cutting it. I grabbed two or three pieces and bit into it only to find it was hotter than Leo DiCaprio. After having a mouth filled with pineapple olive pizza I realized that I could sleep. So I went to bed thinking about Leo DiCaprio in Titanic.    

 I woke up to the sound of my phone going off. As I grabbed my phone off the nightstand I seen that it was only 7:30. 'This motherfucker must burn in hell from his doings,' I thought to myself.

   Unknown 

   (Y/N), my old buddy how is your new home in L.A.? I see you found yourself another pathetic guy you call a boyfriend. By the way I am for that ass tonight ;).  

You: Your never gonna leave me only are you? And for your information that old dickhead isn't my pathetic boyfriend!

Unknown: Good, no one can touch that ass but me. And no, not until I take your body and stick my erect penis in it ;-). So get ready for tonight because I am gonna cause bruises.

   You: I highly doubt that.

   Unknown: Just be waiting for me.

   WHAT WAS WITH THIS FUCKING GUY. I knew one thing, he wasn't going to take my virginity. Hell, the more I think about it what the fuck is the reason for my life. Everything I get to make me happy is either ruined or destroyed right in front of my eyes. I was never one to cry, but for once I could feel my eyes prickle with tear.

   I went to the kitchen to pick up a knife. I then followed to get a piece of paper and headed to the bathroom. I picked up the paper and wrote.

   

Dear person who finds this....probably Mark.

   Mark it was a pleasure to meet you. At least the tiny little dick gave me a few laughs before I went. Anyway you may be wondering why the fuck I am doing this.Well if you, dreaded finder of my body must know, a rapist is trying to rape me, and did I mention he has been stalking me since I was 22. Now that you know I have one request. Will you please, please contact Jack, my friend, for me. Person I beg of you. You can find his contact on my phone. Just tell him I am sorry, and thank you for everything. Anyway that's all I have on my mind.

 P.s. Mark, I guess you don'y have a tiny dick?

   Bye.


  I taped the page to the bathroom door before closing and locking it. I then proceed to commit suicide.I took the knife and started cutting my arms. I gritted my teeth harder with each cut. I seen the crimson liquid flow down my arms into the floor. I kept on cutting until my body hit the floor.

   As the bathroom lights faded in and out, I heard the door open and shut.

   "Hey (Y/N), fix me breakfast!" Mark yelled from the living room. 

   "(Y/N)!"

   "(Y/N) come on this isn't funny!" I now heard footsteps come down he hall.

  "(Y/N)- NO, NO OPEN THIS GODDAMN DOOR." I continued to lie on the floor.

Mark's P.O.V.

"(Y/N)- NO, NO OPEN THIS GODDAMN DOOR." I screamed through the locked door.

She didn't answer my calls neither the door. All I could hope for is that she was still alive. I through my body against the door several times. As I did the hinges on the top of the door started to come off. Even though my body couldn't fit through the small crack, my eyes could. My eyes lingered on the limp body of (Y/N) in a puddle of crimson. Her eyes flickering fast trying to stay awake.

After several more attempts at the door it finally gave me a reward. I ran to (Y/N)'s side. The blood covering her body. I grabbed a towel off the side of the sink. I applied the towel rather roughly around her bloody arms. She flinched as I pushed the fabric harder against her soft skin.

I frantically searched my pockets for my phone. As my bloody handprints gathered quickly on my pants (Y/N)'s breathing slowed down. I pulled out the phone. In a matter of seconds the phone was covered in her dark red blood. The call with the operator only worried me more.

"Come on (Y/N), please hang in there!" I said as the tears gather in my eyes.

"If I have no reason to live, why hang on?" She said barely audible. A few seconds later the paramedics took her away from my protective arms.




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