"For Me" a Jared Kleinman x Reader story

AN ACTUAL CHAPTER THAT ISN'T AN AUTHOR'S NOTE

It was just you never felt safe or wanted. It's like no matter how anyone had told you how much they wanted you around, you felt it was just out of pity and they just didn't want to have to deal with a dead person. You felt that your friends had only talked to you out of pity.

And they do so why don't you just end it already you dumbass

The voices started getting louder. And the past few weeks had just gotten worse. You had tried to apologize to the group but they didn't listen. You had been isolating yourself from everyone, including Jared and Heather.

At this point you started starving yourself. You knew they hated you. This was probably just an excuse for them to stop talking to you out of pity. This is exactly what you thought. You hadn't come out of your room in days. Why would you, you were positive the outside world hated you. You became thin, brittle, and sleep deprived.

Just end it. They all hate you. You are a traitor, you are ugly, and you're a bitch and you don't deserve your life

The group wouldn't even let you explain to them what happened. It was impossible to get them back at this point. The cutting and smoking got worse. There was barley unmarked skin on your arm. It was almost a daily routine. Wake up, make sure the doors and windows are locked, drink a few bottles of whisky, watch crimson liquid run down your arm and then lay in the bathtub and smoke weed.

Of course you got many texts from Jared and Heather. And of course you didn't reply. They had even tried to come over your house a few times. You didn't answer the door. You stuck to the routine.

Little did you know that Evan was still curious. The rest of the group had also stopped talking to him. Mainly because he wanted to find out the truth about what has been happening with you. Sure you may have defended and dated the person which had bullied you for years (You were desperate and finally found someone who was willing to date you) and punched Connor, but Evan wanted to be there for you. He went with what the group said for a while and then finally pulled away. He needed to get to the bottom of this. He didn't want to lose you either. You helped him. With his anxiety, you told him everything.

Of course you wanted to talk to the group as well but you couldn't approach them. You didn't know evan was doing his best tok try and get to you and see how you were doing. You wanted to lean back to Heather and Jared but you couldn't. If your friends hated you, than they probably did too right? I mean even if he was your boyfriend. Let's face it, your best talent was jumping to conclusions. You shut people out because of it, and in a sense you were helping to cause your own pain.

You thought back to the time with Jared and Heather, and even before that when you had a group of friends backing everything you did up. You would give anything to have that happiness back, but how could you. Life was a game and the only way to win was death.

Then your phone rang...

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WOWOWOWOW OKAY GUYS, ANOTHER CHAPTER FINISHED, SORRY THIS WAS SUPER DEPRESSING.

Also I am loosely basing this around the idea presented to me by JinxDaWolfyWoo. I'm pretty much just giving more emphasis to the ideas on her comment so I can make more chapters out of it. But not everything is going to be exactly the same.

THANK YOU GUYS AGAIN FOR PUTTING ME AT #1 IN JAREDKLEINMAM FANFICS!!!!

Love y'all and see you in the next depressing chapter 😭😍😍😍😍💕💕💗💗👑

~Alex❤💛💚💙💜