Suicidal Girls

Part 6: 75% Dead

It was time. It was time for me to leave this world. I couldn't take it any longer. I was sat in my dark room, listening to my favourite band, The Cure. Skye was getting to me somehow. I was used to be called a saddo, weirdo, faggit and other horrendous names. But Skye had been calling me worse. She continued bullying us for another week. She called me ugly, sad, cutter and would taunt me about it. Till school started, and till it ended. It got to the point. My mentality got the best of me. I got my scissors and stared at my wrists. Time to die. I was about to end my existence when my phone buzzed. I picked it up. It was a text from Shaz. It said 'Come mine ASAP'. I groaned. Killing myself would have to wait. I went out of my room and out of the house.

"You came," Breathed Shaz in relief.

"Yes." I replied, sitting on her bed.

She looked at me. After 5 minutes of staring she said:

"You've tried to kill yourself," She said, glaring at me.

"Yes. Until I was rudely interupted." I pout.

Shaz exhales sharply. I can tell she's pissed of at me. She sits beside me.

"Show me your wrists." She says impatiently.

I roll up my sleeve. Shaz's eyes widen. I can tell she's stunned. I stare at her arms. She has cuts up to her elbows. She says nothing for at least 10 minutes. She just stares at my cut up arm. Then at last she says something.

"Your going to cut too deep," She murmurs facing me.

"That's my goal" I chuckle. Shaz cuts me off.

"I know you want to die, who doesn't?" She says.

"But your going to go too far..."

Out of nowhere, she hugs me. My eyes widen and I don't know how to respond.

"I've lost Jazzy," She whispers.

"I'm not losing my best mate."

I sigh. Suicide always makes people sad. That's all I ever think about... Shaz finally releases me.

"I need time alone," She says quietly.

"Don't do anything."

I sigh then leave. I think I've made her depressed. That's what I'm good at...