Avery and Layla were both wearing pink and purple dresses with white bows , Hunter was wearing jeans and a sweater jumper , Liv was wearing a black Dress with a red bow in her hair Ezra was wearing a suit with a red tie abd a blue shirt and black trousers I was wearing a red dress and a black bow in my hair. My little family.
Today we decided to have a family photo shoot. We got in the car and Ezra started driving the kids had fallen asleep I sat facing away looking out the window remembering my little angels up in heaven, my angel soon I'll be able to be with him.
We arrive at the photo studio me and Ezra both wake the kids up to go inside ,we go inside and after we go in we are told to wait for the photographer so we did ,Avery tugs at my leg , she needs the toilet , I grab her hand and took her to the toiletAfter she had finished I took her out and the photographer was waiting. We had finished with our photos and the photographer said he'd send them in the post.
I didn't want to breath or live for a second longer. so that's it, I gave up. I gave up a long time ago but I couldn't bring my self to do it. I had built an glass wall around me where everyone could see me but couldn't get to me.
They couldn't touch me, they couldn't come near me but they could speak to me. I could hear them, I pretended not to care but I had to keep that act up for way to long. The glass broke, I was tired. Tired of trying, tired of crying and tired of those laughing faces, that were laughing at me not with me. I was tired of those nights where I would sit crying whilst bringing a blade through my skin, it hurt but not as much as society had hurt me.
I would be sad, happy and angry in a moment but I didn't even know why. It was like I was a child's toy. On. Off. On. Off. Nobody truly seemed to care, nobody was there when I was in a time of need. I'm sorry. I was weak. I now have realised that I had nothing to live for, I meant nothing. So here I go, popping every single tablet in my mouth and swallowing. I'm sorry,I'm tired. It's time for me to say goodbye.
Goodbye. It's a hard thing to say to people you love. You don't want to leave them or hurt them in any way. You want to stay with them forever. But sometimes you just have to let go. This, however, isn't my case. I don't love myself. I don't have to worry about hurting anyone because nobody has ever noticed me enough to care. I don't want to stay here forever in this hell called earth. I'm ready to let go. I've been ready to let go since I was born.
So, to anyone who has taken time to read this, I appreciate it. Truly. But now, it's time for me to leave this place and finally find peace. Find a place to call home. With my boy.
Goodbye.
Thank you to ezriab26fitzy for cowriting this with me she is so talented and deserves way more followers ❤️ go follow her
YOU ARE READING
True love is fatal❤️ completed
RomanceAria Montgomery is abused she always remembers the love of her life and how she left. All characters belong to Marlene king