Imagines

Imagine #1

Trigger warning ⚠️

Your older sister had recently committed suicide, she had been bullied ever since she was in primary school and you guess she finally gave up, she lost that glimmer of hope and ended it all but it didn't end it for you, it didn't end for your family. It was just the start.

"Y/N you've got to go to school today" your mum told you as she came into your bedroom, you were laying under your Quilt pretending to be asleep, you hadn't had the motivation to do anything since your sister killed herself.

"Y/N you need to get out of bed now! Your going to be late for school?" Your mother said as you as she pulled your quilt from over you. You open your eyes and sighed.

"I'm awake, I'm awake" you complained to your mother as you sat up in your bed. Your mum nodded as she left you in your room you got out of your bed and went to your mirror hanging on the back of your oak door. You had bloodshot eyes and your hair was a mess, like your life was now.

"Why did you have to do it Lia, why'd you have you leave me here without you" you cried as you went to your wardrobe and looked at the picture which was you and her, you both were in the pool in the garden, before you knew a smile could hide a thousand words, before your sister gave up her fight. You got dressed into you uniform before heading downstairs, you decided to skip breakfast and go straight to school hoping to avoid the girls who drove your sister to suicide.

"Look who it is, it's the little baby, are you doing to end up like your sister, a weak mess who none would miss if you did kill yourself" you tried to hide how much that comment hurt you, you stopped yourself from crying and continued with your journey to school, once you were at school you went to the bathrooms and locked yourself in, you broke down in tears in the cubicle, the school day seemed to drag on, lunch time and break times were the worse, you weren't able to get away from the bully's.

You began your journey home at half three, you were going to be with your sister soon, you were going to end the pain of the bullying, you had wrote your note to your mother and planned it all during your last lesson. Once you got home you went to the medicine cupboard and pulled painkillers out, then you found a kitchen knife that would do the job, you went to your room and changed into your blue tank top with your favourite pair of leggings before locking yourself into the bathroom. You slit your wrist twice and took the pills, you felt your heart beat slowing down, you brought the knife to your wrist a few more times and closed your eyes, blood was running down your wrists from the multiple of cuts you had given yourself, seconds later you were finally at peace.

That evening your mother and father were both home from work, they hadn't heard from you and it worried them, your mother checked your room, you weren't their, she tried the bathroom door, she couldn't get in. Your mother was worried now

"Steven, hurry I think Y/N might have done something stupid" your mother screamed for your father, he came running and bashed the door down, they were too late, you were already gone.