"Hannah, are you coming?" I called out my sister. I'm slipping my vans on and I tie my hair in ponytail. Hannah my mother and I are planning to go for a movie night the three of us, we're supposed to go right now but damn my sister are taking forever to get ready.
"Yo come on!" I rolled my eyes. My mom exited her room and I think she noticed my annoyance expression. "What's wrong?"
"She took ages to get ready." I told her, referring my sister.
"I'll go get her." She turns to leave but I stops her, "Nah, I'll do it." I muttered. I walk up to the stairs and found myself standing in front of her room. I knocked her door, and nothing. I open the door knob swung it open, and I saw nothing. She wasn't in her room.
I walk outside her room closing it. Yep, definitely on the bathroom.
"Are you done taking shower or what?" I impatiently says stomping my feet, and I look at the floor noticing a red liquid and I raised my eyebrow. Wait, what?
"Hannah! Open the fucking door or I swear to-" I harshly open the bathroom knob and it wasn't locked. My jaw drops when I saw a river of blood drip down the floor, I lift my head up to see my sister sitting at the tub with her eyes closed and covered with blood.
"No, no no! What the hell are you thinking? No, this is not happening!" I hurriedly walk inside, kneeling down and I examined the bathroom walls, I saw a razor coated with a fresh red blood.
I caressed my sister's cheek and let out a sob. "No, no please wake up!" I rambles on and I hugged her, not caring how dirty I'm going to look.
I sobbed harder, I can't- no please tell me this is just a dream. Because there's no way, there's no way that she's dead. She's my sister, she's still in high school, this is too early.
I stroked her hair, and I close my eyes as the pain and a guilt of waves attacks me.
"Alana, are you-" I heard my mom's footsteps, and I turn my head facing her and her eyes widened. "What.." She took a step closer, and covers her mouth with her hands.
"Mom, she kill herself." I sobbed wiping the tears from my cheek, pointing at the razor that lays down the floor.
"Call 911! Call ambulance!" She croaked out and I immediately stood up from Hannah exiting the bathroom grabbing my phone downstairs not caring I will mess up my phone.
I hurriedly typed 911 and the tears keep streamed down my face.
"Hello, this is 911. What's your emergency?"
"My-my sister is dead. I need ambulance-" I couldn't help but stuttered, the word dead. just can't.
"Text us the address detail miss."
"Please hurry." I hung up the phone and quickly write down my address sending the message
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unexpected { clay jensen } *MAJOR EDITING*
Fanfiction"i can't, i can't keep doing this." she trailed off tears slipping down her cheeks. "what is it, lana?" he lifted her chin with his finger as he watched her slowly. she shake her head, "i can't be with you if you're still in love with my sister, cla...
