Hello lovelies, this is the first chapter of my new story, I hope you enjoy.
There is a TRIGGER WARNING, Mentions of attempted suicide.
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All I could hear was a ringing in my ears. I could feel my breathing getting shorter and quicker, my words stuck in my throat. My eyes had become blurred from tears threatening to fall down my face. I sat there trying to process what my mum had just told me.
She had called me down, seconds after I got out the shower, saying that my dad and her needed to talk to me about something, all sorts of things whizzed round my head trying to think what it was I had done now but I couldn't think of anything so with just my dressing gown on, mascara running down my cheeks and a slightly confused expression on my face I went downstairs and sat on the sofa with them. My mum smiled pitifully at me whilst my dad looked at me sadly and neither of them said anything and just communicated to each other with eye contact. Finally my dad took a deep breath and asked,
"have you talked to Hope today?"
I can't deny that this got me worried because she wasn't having the best time at home but I pushed those thoughts away and just shook my head. Then my mum asked,
"Did you have an argument with Hope?"
A little more confused I once again shook my head, because we haven't had an argument in ages so I'm not sure why I was being asked this. My parents just sat there, without saying anything again, so I decided to get some answers.
"Why?"
In perfect sync, my parents took in deep, ragged breaths, turned to look at my with sad smiles forced on their lips and pain in their eyes. My dad was the first to speak,
"Before we tell you, you have to know that we are here for you,"
Now was when I got a little panicky, my mum spoke next,
"Hope, last night, overdosed on sleeping pills in an attempt on her life, she is ok now and she is stable because she got to the hosp..."
This was where we began. My mum was still speaking but I couldn't hear her, or see her. I went completely numb. In that exact moment my entire world came crushing down and all I could do was sit. I wasn't sure how long I was sat there but in that time I had started to cry but still not yet spoken a word. I couldn't. Nothing was working properly. The ringing was still in my ears, my breathing was still getting shorter and quicker and my eyes were now closed as my eyes were so blurry, it's not like I would be able to see anything anyway.
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So this is my first chapter, please let me know what you think in the comments, it would be very much appreciated! bye lovelies. Xx
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