Elizabeth's POV
Great. hopefully they don't find my twitter and Instagram. Just ignore them. Ignore. Them. I looked on my phone. It was blowing up with comments on Instagram. Great. Well, at least they didn't find my twitter. Most of the comments were hurtful. There was only some nice comments, again. Ignore then ignore them. I kept saying those words in my head. But it didn't work.
"She doesn't deserve him!" "b*** just wants attention" "wow mitch deserves better! shes to ugly!"
that last one was right, I was ugly.
I couldn't take it anymore. I went into the bathroom, closed the door and rolled up my sleeves. I grabbed my razor and pulled it apart so the blade was touchable. Mitch was recording in his room. I wonder what he would think if he saw me after this. I took my hand and put it over the sink. its been years. I looked at my forearms, with the blade still in my hand. the scars were still there.
I put the blade to my forearm, closed my eyes and pushed. I silently screamed at the pain. I moved the blade around my arm. it didn't go fully around it. just enough to cover one side. tear streamed down my face.
-----time skip about half an hour----
one for being ugly
two for being hated
three because I hated myself
four because I felt unwanted
four. only four. I cleaned my sefl up and wrapped my arm.
hey guys! hope you like it! if there is ant mistakes im sorry my ipad died as I was writing so I had to use my laptop. so if there is any mistakes plz forgive no auto correct.
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