My younger brother[completed]

Depressed even more

Ross

I cry until I can't anymore. I lay there in my bed crying but nothing's coming out. It's like I cried all I could. How could he do this to me? Make me look like a fool for likely him. Screaming everything to me so the whole family would hear and make jokes behind my back. One joke and I'm done. I'm gonna crack and I don't know what to do. Ill probably kill myself..

I grab my phone off my night stand and go onto twitter.
"Hey #R5family. Feeling a little low with myself. Can you help me?" I tweet.
My notifications blow up! Everybody saying good things to make me feel better. They don't really work that much but some. I sigh and put my phone on the nightstand and slowly walk downstairs. The whole family's eating in the dining room so I go to the kitchen. I grab a glass of water ignoring everybody's questions. I turn around and walk back upstairs and into my room where I belong. I'm by myself I can do what ever I want and won't be judged.

I look up at my head board at the drawer. My blade is in there. Should I? He's never gonna be anything to me again. It was good while it lasted. Well good for me. I guess not for him.

I pick the blade up and fiddle with it until I make my mind up. I swipe the blade on my wrist. I forgot what this felt like. The oozing warm blood running down my arms. Tears make there way out of my eyes and down my cheeks as I cut and cut and cut.

I stop finally and let it ooze out. I look up an put my head back against the wall by my bed. But something catches my eye.
A picture of Riker and I my mom took at the water park. I pick it up and look at it. That just makes more tears fall. I take the picture frame and throw it up against the other wall as hard as I could so it'll break. I see the glass shatter to pieces just like my heart is. It's the same way my heart is. Broken.