Chapter 4

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Ava's P.O.V

I noticed no one really bullied me today. That was good, I guess. I got home and walked into my bathroom and said out loud "why am I so ugly?" I grabbed my knife and cut my wrist. I grabbed my phone and made a vine of me saying "Should I just kill myself already?" Within seconds there were a lot of comments, most of which said 'plz you will be doing us all a favor.' and 'if you don't I will kill myself.' It really hurt. I wondered why haven't I done it yet.

At that moment I just grabbed the closest pill bottle and swallowed all of them. Now I just need to wait.

I felt my eyes getting heavier and then they shut. I thought this is it, I won't be suffering anymore.

Meghan's P.O.V

I went over to see if Ava wanted to hang out. I rang the doorbell three or four times. No answer. That was strange. I twisted the doorknob and it was open. I walked in and said "Ava?" I walked up to her room and she wasn't there but her bathroom light was on so I slowly approached it. I turned the corner and saw Ava on the floor and a pill bottle on the counter. I grabbed my phone and called 911. "Hello? yes um I think my friend is dead, I just came to her house and found her in her bathroom with an empty pill bottle. Please help!"

"We will be there as quick as we can."

All I could think was why? She told me she was fine. I checked for a pulse, there was one, but it was very slow.

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