Surviving Suicide

Prologue

I'm Kennedy Rose Parker, the girl who everybody loves.

Pssh, yeah right. The cheerleaders envy me, my brother hates me, even my own parents don't think I try hard enough. I can't even act like me around my supposed friends.

I was sick of it, sick of never having peace. I was sick of the drama that revolved around me. I was done with the psychopath Kira who was out to get me because her disgusting boyfriend wouldn't leave me alone.

That's why I did it, why I attempted suicide. Most say that it was selfish. Selfish of me to just try and rip myself out of everybody else's life without thinking how it would effect them. The rest thought of me as a freak, including Kira Beckham.

Truth be told, I did think of how it would effect everyone. My parents would have one less mouth to feed and they wouldn't have to worry about their precious little girl getting hurt. Liam would get all of his attention back and then he wouldn't be known as 'Kennedy's older brother'. Heck, even Kira and the cheerleaders would be happy.

It was a win-win situation, I wouldn't even have to keep my straight A's. I would be allowed to sleep in on Mondays and trust people.

That was where it went wrong.

I was mid cut, the knife already on my wrist, when Liam and one of his friends walked into my bedroom. They were going to do a prank on me because they thought that I was over at a friend's house. Little did they know, I was trying to kill myself.

I passed out from blood loss, but when I woke up I was suddenly the freak of WestVille High. Kira Beckham and Jacob Downly were the star couple and Mom and Dad hated me more than Liam did. I ruined their perfect reputation.

We agreed upon leaving our small town to try and carry on like nothing ever happened. Liam doesn't talk to me, my parents send me hateful glares, and I'm a loner.

But just the same, I survived suicide.