she will be loved ~m.g.~ {COMPLETED}

eleven

"You belong here with me," he says, kissing my forehead.

Suddenly, we hear Marcus come home and slam the front door shut. He soon walks into the bathroom with something in his hand. It looks like pills and I realize that I was right. He is using drugs.

"Why is she here?" he asks; his tone of voice is harsh.

"Because she's my girlfriend and she needs my help right now. You were her best friend, why are you talking so harshly to her and being so mean? She's hurting Marcus," Martinus snaps back.

"Because she's a little brat, duh. All she ever wants is attention. She cuts for attention, pretends to be abused for attention, she pretended to get raped for attention, and she even pretends to be bullied for attention. I don't want her to be here at all, okay?" he replies. They start arguing but I don't hear any of it. My eyes well up with tears. What happened to him? I race to my room, lock the door, and write in my journal.

I'm hurt. I don't want to feel this pain. I have to get away from here. The only people I will miss is my new mom, dad, and sister. I'll miss my boyfriend. You kept me alive this long. I love you so much Martinus.

I tried so hard to not cry loudly as Martinus bangs on the door.

Gerd Anne and Kjell-Erik, thank you for everything. You're the best new parents ever. I'll miss you.

Emma, you're so cute! I love you so much and you can still play Barbies with me in your dreams.

Martinus, baby, I love you to the ends of the earth. You're so cute, so kind, and so funny. You have a big heart and I don't want you to have to deal with a burden like me anymore. When I'm gone, please move on from me. Don't dread on me, okay? I want you to be happy with someone new. I'll miss you so so so much babe.

Last but not least, Marcus. What happened to you? I can't believe you're using drugs. You would never hurt me like that. You never have until now. I know I'm probably a drama queen for wanting to die so soon but I've had enough. I've been abused, raped, bullied, and now this. I can't do this anymore. I hope you change for everyone else who loves you. Bye.

I leave the journal in my room and climb out of the window with Martinus still trying to break down the door. I run out of their house, tears streaming down my face. Again. I can't take this anymore. I have to leave this world. I need to be free.

I see a drug store and I rush in, buying as many pills as I can with the limited money I have in my pocket. As I walk out of the store, I start taking them. I take a couple from each bottle I have which is about five bottles, so I take about twelve pills. Two at a time. I don't even care what kind they are. I lay down on the grass near the park. I wait for everything to stop. A sharp pain shoots up my chest. I know my time's up.

"Em!" I hear Martinus screaming in the distance, running towards me. I've never heard so much fear in his voice. I hear him dial the emergency line as my eyes close.

"I love you, Martinus," I say before darkness takes over.

Martinus' POV

"I love you too, baby," I reply, knowing she can't hear me. A sharp pain boils in my stomach as I lift her head onto my lap. Tears fell down my cheeks while I call the emergency line.

"H-Help, please! My girlfriend just attempted s-suicide. I-I don't know if she's alive," I say, trying not to stutter as tears fall down my face. The operator says that the ambulances are on their way. I hang up, throwing my phone on the ground.

My throat chokes up and I punch the ground beside me, screaming in pain. Not physical pain but mental pain. She has to be alive. She's my life, my world. If she dies, my soul dies. I'll lose the will to live.

I cry and cry as I hold her in my arms. I hear sirens, and let me tell you, I never felt so relieved and happy. Of course, I'm not super happy. What if she is dead? What if they can't save her? They put her on a stretcher and lift her into the vehicle. I am told that since I called, I can drive with her in the ambulance to the hospital. I pray she lives. Tears keep streaming down my face. If she ever makes it out alive, I will do better. I will make sure that she will be loved.

A/N

Wow, that was a lot of drama. 

Should I let her live or make her die? Up to you guys to decide.

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Hope you are enjoying this story. Here's a preview of my new book (which will be out soon-ish):

"I love you," Ella whispers into her pink cell phone. Nothing but music and the rustle of paper returns what she thought was an open and honest expression. "Did you hear me?" she pauses. "I said I love you." Silence overtakes the phone. Realizing what she had just said, I don't say anything and a moment later, my phone drops out of my hands. She made me speechless.

It's called Speechless and I really hope you guys will like it as much as this book. This book is my depressing book, and that book will be my not depressing book XD.

Anyway, love you guys.

See ya later Hannators.

Okay, that sort of rhymed. Not really. Okay seriously, goodbye people. LOVE YA!

xxx,

Hannah <3