A Quite Suicide...

Him

He ran up to her and they started talking like they had been everyday and then she said it, "so when are you going to forget about me?"

He looked at her with sadness in his eyes, "what are you talking about?"

"Well everyone leaves so when will you?"

"never, I couldn't just up and leave"

"we'll see"

He hugged her and she pushed him away. "Just go away and leave like everyone else has! I am tired of getting hurt! Just fucking leave!" she then ran off and he stood there shocked as if he never saw this coming. Deep down he knew it would happen some day.

His friends walked up to him, "looks like she's just as weird as before" "she's just a whore" "nothing but a slut" "I hope she goes on and kills herself"

"you are all a bunch of assholes no wonder why she's so scared" he yelled as he ran off to find her. He thought she was special no one could take that from him.

His friends looked at him shocked as he ran off. They knew he screwed up somehow. 

"He's just a guy who's an ass is all" she started thinking out loud, "he'll just hurt me and I am not getting hurt again". She sat by a tree and pulled out her phone. 

"Hey little whore slit your wrists again why don't ya", "you must be like a penny to bang", "why don't you just kill yourself already" she read these and then got up and started to walk home. She couldn't take it anymore. Tears rolled down her face and he followed behind her. She ran into the house leaving the doors open and ran into the bathroom. Right there was her best friend, her razor blade...