C A T H E R I N E
"Come on Catherine, let's go to this party." Jack said. I nodded. "I don't wanna go." I lit up a cigarette. "Since when do you smoke cigarettes?" Jack asked. "None of your business." I spat. "Why are you acting like this?"
"I don't know. I think I'm heartbroken." I mumbled. "Catherine. Please come to the party. You haven't been out-"
"I don't wanna go! Go to the party without me. Just leave!"
"Whatever." Jack whispered. He sounded hurt. I turned towards my window, my back facing Jack. Jack looked back at his best friend. Knowing she was heartbroken. He sighed and left. Feeling guilt.
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'Maybe I know, somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts..."
Catherine dance to the rhythm of the music. She laughed as she chugged down a bottle of vodka. She spun in circles, repeatedly. Until she tripped over her own foot and crashed on her closet, knocking down a shoe box. All the items spilled on the floor. Catherine chuckled until she saw a shiny piece of metal.
I grabbed the razor. All the memories flashed between my eyes. Freak. Emo. Bastard. Cunt. Fat. Stupid. Worthless. "Shut Up!" Catherine put both hands over her ears, to make the 'voices' stop.
The cold piece of metal send shivers down my spine as I pressured it down my skin and rasped it across my wrist. I smiled as blood dripped down my skin. Just one more time.
Catherine continued cutting herself until her phone ranged. Who knew that answering that phone call would destroy her.
I stood up from the floor and answered my phone. "Hello?" I sniffled. "Hi is this Catherine?"
"Y-Yes. Why?"
"Well I'm sorry to inform you, but Jack Barakat has been in a terrible accident..."
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Gold Medal Ribbon(Mike&Vic Fuentes) |COMPLETED|
FanfictionWe were a perfect match, maybe that's why we burnt out. This story contains smut, drugs, suicidal thoughts & suicide
