Jenna POV
It's been forever since I've felt like myself, I don't wanna sleep, I don't wanna eat, I just don't give a fuck anymore I'm tired of everything.
"Jenna, honey snap out of it" oh my life, "what, what do you want!?" "excuse me i am your mother do not talk to me like that...listen, your father and I decided we want to take you to see a terapist.'' They looked at me, i guess hoping i'd be happy about it.
"hell no! unless he or she can make Jake rise from the fucking dead i'm not going!" i suddenly feel sick to my stomach at this point and the mention of is name. "Jenna" she paused as i gave her that 'what the fuck do you want' look, i'm so frustrated. "you're going because we've had enough of this attitude and the random outbursts... Jen we're just trying to help you.
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I wrote the note slowly there wasn't much to say just that i was sorry that i was the shitty ass daughter my parents didnt want and that i wasn't meant for anything, i'm just a waste of space.
Right there i did it, i took the blade, i started on my arms...up and down on both arms, not so deep, then i took the pills,a buch of them. I waited for a moment after that, i watched as the blood slid doewn my arms and onto the carpet. Took the blade again and went over my stomach, thats when i started feeling dizzy and drowzy, and just as i was about to go for my neck my mom walked in and i passed out.
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(distant voices) I grunted as I tried getting up, the pain from the cuts hitting me all at once, i have a massive headache. Fuck. I hear voices but i'm too weak to try and speak.
"she's awake" i hear a voice say as my family starts to fall into the room.
"oh thank-you lord, Jenna!" my mom says rushing to the hospital bed. "excuse me Mr. and Mrs.Russ we want to put Jenna in a mental facility where she will be under constant medical supervision we just need your consent"
he glared at me, then back to my parents "i'll give you all a minute" then he left closing the door behind him.
