Lets just call it a night. {UPDATES}

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Long time no see my friends! I apologize for my absence. School has been a pain in the ass. Lets just say, its been so bad that I'm starting homeschooling on Monday. I can't ever be myself without someone telling me to shut the hell up because I'm "too annoying".

Anywhores, I made a new YouTube channel by the way! I won't be telling you guys my username until I get my camera (Canon Rebel T3i) for Christmas! :D

So, we shall proceed..

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Jack carried me home. When we got home, I hopped off of his back.

"This was um..a lot of fun." Jack said, smiling a bit.

"Yeah..it was."

We both walked in together and sat on the couch. I saw Jenn look at me in a suspicious way, but I ignored it. Jack got up from the couch and walked upstairs, and Jenn followed him behind.

Suddenly, Trevor walked in.

"Look Fos-" he began to say, but I interrupted.

"Save it Trevor."

"Please Foster, just list-" he tried to say.

"Trevor just leave me alone."

Trevor started tearing up. I wanted to go hug him and love on him...but I just couldn't. I was confused. Why had I kissed Jack? How could I be so stupid? Why does everything always screw up for me?

I quickly got up and ran into the bathroom. I locked the door and looked at my ugly, hideous, gross self in the mirror. I was insane and stupid. I was a ugly slut who deserved to die.

I pulled a small blade out of my pocket. "I knew I needed you." I thought, as I looked at the blade. I sat on the ground, my back against the bathroom wall. I pressed the blade against my wrist, watching it sink deep into my skin. It began to bleed quickly, but I started a new cut. I put the blade a little lower and cut, watching the blood run down my arm and onto the wooden floor.

"Foster, what are you doing?" Trevor asked from outside the door.

"T-t-tr-trevor." I managed to say. I noticed I was losing a lot of blood, and I began feeling dizzy. I tried standing up, but I fell over. I crawled over to the roll of toilet paper and ripped off a huge bundle of it. I pressed it against my wrist, but it was no use. It began going through the layers and layers of tissue.

Then I blacked out.

Trevors P.O.V.

I heard silence, which made me freak out a bit. I tried opening the door, but she had locked it. I started to push on the door, assuming I could possibly bust it open. No use.

I suddenly remembered that there was a key on the top of the door frame. I reached up and felt around. I found the key and picked it up. I put it in the lock and twisted it. I opened the door to find Foster laying on the ground with a puddle of blood around her arm. I dashed over to her and started crying loudly. "FOSTER. PLEASE WAKE UP." I screamed. I sat down and put her head in my lap. "Foster please..."

Jc and Ricardo ran in and looked at me and then at Foster. Ricardo and jc picked her up and ran out of the bathroom. I was paralyzed with so much shock. Everything happened too quickly.

I curled up on the floor and sobbed.

This is all my fault.

 

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