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Kill yourself.

Fag.

Loser.

Man-whore.

Fucktard.

Bitch.

His ears were ringing as the words in his head screamed at him. He tried to ignore them but they only got louder.

KILL YOURSELF!

NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOU!

"No!" He screamed to himself. "That's not true!"

No one loves you.

Give it up.

Kill yourself.

Kill yourself.

Kill yourself.

"Why do you do this to me?" Zane's words came out in broken sobs.

Do it.

Do it.

DO IT!

"No! I won't give in! I have to be strong," he muttered, resisting the urge to claw at his arms, legs, face, anywhere he could get his hands on.

His phone screen lit up with a text. Garroth.

Hey, sorry I'm not home. Vylad and I had to stay back for soccer practice. I finally convinced him to join the team! Exciting, huh? Well anyways, we'll be back in about an hour. Mummy said she was working late so it's just you for now. Sorry.

The text was long and the bright screen hurt Zane's eye.

Alright. That's fine. See you soon.

He quickly typed out, turning the device off. With a loud sigh, he fell onto his bed and did his best to fall asleep. Did his best to ignore all his problems.

Did his best to ignore the voiced that were screaming at him to end it all.

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