trigger warning: this has suicidal thoughts and actions if that triggers you PLEASE click off ⚠️
Ava's pov:
i can't believe grayson thinks that about me. i guess i really am a bad sister. i stayed in my room crying all the tears i probably could. not caring on how loud i was.
i noticed how hard and loud i was crying when my mom came into my room.
"ava what is wrong?" my mom said sweetly, "um nothing mom i just am stressed about school." i lied. "okay do you want anything." she said "nope i'm fine mom thank you. she slowly shut my room door.
grayson's pov:
i'm a monster. i just told my little sister that i hated her. that i wished that she wasn't my sister. tears are flowing out of my eyes. i didn't know what to do how to i apologize. i had to go to the bathroom. i got up out of my bed and made my way to the bathroom. i op ned the closed door and...
ava's pov:
i hate myself i wish i never even spoke. why do i have to ruin everything in this family. maybe i wish i was never born too. why can't i just be happy for people? i'm such a mess up.
i have cut in the past but i was feeling the need for the metal in my hand. i make my way to the bathroom and open the door. i found the razors hiding spot and grabbed it. i've tried scissors, knifes, and may other sharp things. but razor seem to do the job.
i love the feeling of i metal in my hand. i slowly glide the razor across my wrist making sure i don't press too hard. with every slit i because less aware of my action. all i know is that i loved the blood.
1 for being ugly
1 for being fat
1 for being a mess up
1 for not being happy for my brothers
1 for the hell of it
1 more for the hell of it
60 for the hell of it
my arm was not covered in blood but i didn't care i loved it. i wanted to die.
i want to die.
i grabbed pills. i struggled to open the bottle.
then i heard the door open and it was too late. i wouldn't die.
grayson's pov:
i walk into the bathroom. what i saw was horrible. and i created it. i saw ava crying with blood running down her arms struggling to open a bottle of pills.
i was crying but i couldn't help it. i ran to her branding the her hands and pulling the bottle of pills away from her.
" no please i want to die!" she screamed after i took away the bottle of pills. i held on to her with legs around her body and her on the middle of them. me holding onto her waist, "sh ava calm down." i said calmly. her cries became softer and her breathing became normal. i held her small body and set it on the kitchen counter. i grabbed a wash cloth and ran in under water. i grabbed her wrist gently and cleaned of the blood. which there was a lot of.
"ava i am so so so sorry of what i said. you are the best sister ever. i love you so so much!" i said grabbing her petite body and hugging her tightly.
"i love you too." she managed to say over the tweet that were still pouring out of her eyes.
and i truly love her so so much
