Our last days|✔️

Hazel

I lay down on my bed making a big "thump". I stare up at my ceiling exhausted and sad that I lost my fricken date to prom. I mean it's not like I can't get another one, but he was special. Well not special but cute and nice I guess. I close my eyes tight and then open them back up, Maybe I should just  stick to one guy forever. I pick up my phone and delete all of the boy contacts and shut my phone off. Now I am going to start fresh starting with apologizing to Peter and making everything between us good again, and with that good thought I go to sleep.

I wake up to the sound of my alarm going off and I reach for it sleepily. I grab my phone and it drops between my dresser still ringing. "Son of a bitch" I muffle and hop out of bed. As sound as I got the fucking alarm off I grab a pair of skinny jeans and a black crop top and head to the bathroom to shower. I turn on the shower and as soon as it's warm I hop in. The hot water covers my body and it feels so good and it calms me. I get out of the shower and wrap a towel around my head before I go to my mirror and apply my make up. I decide to go simple with the make up today to make myself look more forgiving and innocent. I look in the mirror one last time before I put my hair in a pony and grab a apple and head out the door.

I get out of my black mustang and go inside the school hopping I'll find Peter right away, which I do. He is standing at his locker with a warm smile spread across his face and his bangs covering his eyes. I slowly walk over to him and when I get closer to him he turns around and glares at me. I take a deep breath," Okay so maybe we did not get started on the right foot here but trust me I can change Peter I swear". He looks and me and gives me devil eyes, "Hazel look, people like you never quite change okay and even if you have I really don't want to be a part of your life anymore". I feel tears forming in the corners of my eyes as he starts to walk away.

As soon as school is over I run to my car and drive home as fast as I can. I crash on my bed with tears streaming down my eyes, I never knew I could of loved someone this much in my life before. I sit here crying think about what we could of had. I run to my bathroom and puke into the toilet and once I think I'm done I look at myself in the mirror. I look just awful and what I really am is worse, he was right I could never change even if I've tried and I have no one to blame but myself. And that's exactly what I think about as I pick a razor up out of my draw. I flip it over in my hands until they bleed and then I cut through my wrists until the whole floor is covered in blood. I can never change and I know that but I at least can die knowing I had tried. That's what I do and as I get dizzy and begin to see black dots all I do is press the blade in harder knowing that the pain he felt was probably worse. Tears stream from my face harder now and then all goes black.

I thought it needed to be more dramatic in this story so I'm sorry but I killed someone in it. And trust me this is only the beginning of the madness.

Comment if you like this story so far and maybe give me some pointers guys. 😋