Gamer Love

Becca's story

Becca_Spencer<3 - I can't take it anymore. You all hate me. No one will miss me. So it's over. Game up.
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Becca's POV
I sit in the bathroom crying. Thoughts flying through my head. I know Lizzie has been getting hate but as far as I know she hasn't been told to die yet.
I go out with PewDiePie. I thought people would accept it but no. I'm not a gorgeous Italian girl so I won't do. I hoped it would settle down but obviously not. It has gotten worse and worse and worse, and I've had enough.
I didn't ask for this. I just wanted to have a happy healthy relationship. But after what's happened... I know I never will. It's too much to ask for so I'm giving up asking.
This is the 3rd year I have been bulimic. Yet I'm still called fat. My best friend Lorna stood up for me all she could... but in the end she couldn't stop it. They ignored her like a flood going over a tiny wooden fence. Demolishing her.
They say I lead a sheltered life, that I'm over-fed and that's why I'm fat. Boys comment on my selfies saying 'OMG so hottt xD' or are even less subtle; 'fugly fat b****' I've had enough and that is why I am doing this.
I don't lead a sheltered life. When I was younger my dad left me. Mum pretended he'd left all of us, but I heard him shout. His words echo in my head, scar my wrists, stain my cheeks with tears. He screamed that he'd had enough of his 'spoilt selfish fat ugly daughter' and he ran out. I cried my eyes out - I'd loved him and thought he loved me back. But this whole time he'd been one of the haters. Now I hate him.
I've had enough of the hate so I'm ending it. I start a TwitCam. Maybe people will change their minds and tell me too live.
As I start recording I instantly see hate - oh look. It's fatty.' And 'how did you find a camera big enough'. I swallow and speak, my voice shaking.
'If you are ping or have a thing about blood stop watching. This is where I end my life. I've had enough.'
They don't tell me to stop. They tell me too carry on, kill myself, I'm not worth it. I begin to cry but try to swallow my sobs.
'I'm sorry to create drama weeks after the whole run-over business. But I've had enough. Tell me to do it and I will' I'm silently willing them to stop me. But they don't. 'Do it' they say 'quick before the camera explodes' someone sends me a link to that U.G.L.Y song and I flinch. Then I reach out for...
David's POV
I heard faint voices and suddenly a scream. I raised my eyebrow. What the...?
I ran upstairs to find the bathroom door locked. I could hear the beep of a TwitCam going AFK. I ran at the door and it burst open. I blink and dissolve into tears. I cry more than I did for Lizzie because this beautiful girl is my sister. I turn to the camera and see the hate comments. My face is set and I am furious. These so-called fans have driven her to this. I'm shocked. I'm disgusted. I never want to upload a video again in my life. Ever. I just want to curl up and cry, punch a wall, die so I can be with her, my beautiful sister, Becca Spencer.
I see a bloodstained piece of paper lying on the floor and pick it up. It reads...
'Hey Dave. This is Becca. I already miss you. You were the only one who I properly cared for. I'm sorry I have to put you through this but I've had enough.
By the time you read this I'll be long gone. I'm hanging myself from the shower. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Tell Emily I love her. And Felix. Tell them I'll never forget them.
Don't forget me. Please. I will always remember you, and one day we will be together. One day...
Love, Becca, your ever loving sister'
I turn to the camera and scream -
'WELL? ARE YOU HAPPY NOW!!! THIS GIRL HAD A HAPPY LIFE AND YOU'VE ENDED IT! YOU'RE ALL WORTHLESS! STUPID IDIOTS! I'M SICK OF YOU ALL!!' Then I turned it off and held my sisters bloody, lifeless body in my arms.
OMG! HANKIES AT THE READY!
So did you enjoy? Things will settle down but I had to add that in!!
4 days 5 nights til ma birthday!!!
Farewell ma Luvlies...