This is Richards story too but about what happened when Layla confronted him. Warning self harm in this chapter skip if this bothers you also sorry for it. I hope you enjoy it and thanks.
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I hated going to school, the only thing that made it better was seeing Layla every day. I got up at the dreaded 6:00, I threw on a blue shirt and some jeans grabbing my black attack on titans hoodie. I went into the living room and grabbed a donut and took a bite out of it. I went back upstairs grabbing my backpack and slipping on my sneakers. I put my earphones in and watched the amazing Jacksepticeye on YouTube. I loved his funny antics and his hilarious Irish accent, his green hair just added to the fun packed inside of him. I heard the bus horn and went outside turning on my music instead so I didn't have to listen to the stupid annoying people on my bus. I climbed up the steps and went all the way to the back seat and threw myself down. Now came the wait of driving around and picking more people up.
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Finally we made it to school. I raced off the bus and to my locker. I grabbed the note I had stashed in there and grabbed my binder. I rushed to Layla's locker looking around to make sure she didn't see me. I went to locker 111 and slipped the note through the grates, I looked at the locker one more time as I walked away my head down. I went to first hour,English with mrs baugherty, I went straight to my desk and got to work on the class work for the morning. I was finishing when a shadow came over me. I looked up and came face to face with Layla herself. I was so scared and happy at the same time. "Are you the one putting these in my locker everyday" she seethed and threw down the notes I had put in her locker. I just stared at her, then when reality kicked in I jumped up and ran as fast as I could to the bathrooms. I sat in one of the only stalls with a door and cried silently to myself. I pulled out my phone and called my mom, she heard me crying and immediately came to my rescue. She didn't ask any questions or say anything, she just let me stare out the window and sniffle. She knew I was upset and the only way to make me happy was food,especially McDonald's. Mom pulled into the drive thru and order my normal, a 10 piece chicken nugget and a Big Mac, she also got me a small frie and a coke. We paid and went home, I took the food to my room and closed and locked my door. I ate and played GTA 5. The whole time I thought about just killing myself anyway possible, i couldn't hang myself no where to hang a rope, I could cut my wrist but that would be noticed by the amount of blood, I couldn't shoot my self no guns in the house, the only way to do it was over dose on pills but I don't have any. I knew how I'd do it.
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It was morning the perfect time for my plan. Everyone was out at work, it was almost time for second hour at school. so I crept downstairs into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I went back upstairs and grabbed my phone. I pressed records on the camera and held it between my legs angled at my wrist. " I love everyone so much but the fact that the one I love dearest knows that I can't take the pain of her rejecting me. I'm Richard Stevens and I'm gonna kill myself sorry. When you find my body please just throw me in a trash bag and put me in a trash can because that's all I am trash and I want to be treated as such when I die." I cut a not so deep cut in my wrist and turned of the camera. I told myself horrible things and each one earned a cut on my wrist" I'm ugly" cut " I suck at life" cut " the one I love dosent love me" cut and I just kept going like that cutting more and more eventually passing out from the pain.
