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Leah wakes up from the irritating pain from her wrist wound.
She sits up scratching the bandage expecting it will do something.
She lays back down eagerly wanting to go to bed.
She tosses and turns, she lays there for hours groaning in pain.
She gets up trusting only her legs.
She walks to the door and walks out, she walks into Caitlyns room seeing nothing in there except her bed and a desk.
She left after my father went crazy, she couldn't handle it.
"Why do I ruin everything? Why couldn't I just stay quiet."
She falls to her knees crying silently.
After a few minutes, she gets up and wipes her tears with the end of her shirt.
She slowly walks down the stairs grabbing a cardigan off the hook that was displayed by the stairs, she covers her self with the long beige cardigan, she pulls it down to cover the bandages on her wrist as she was ashamed she failed at her own suicide.
My mother wasn't awake yet, she went to the fridge and grabbed some ice cream, she rubs her wrist on the cold tub as it soothed her pain a bit.
She went to the couch and laid down and turned on Shameless.
She watched for hours finishing the medium sizes tub of chocolate and vanilla ice cream, she fell asleep quite fast.
* a few hours later*
My mother walks downstairs seeing that I slept on the couch, she smiles and walks over to her pulling a blanket over me, she kisses me forehead and walks to the kitchen to make coffee.
After a few hours of me sleeping and her working, I wake up.
"Morning sweetie, how are you feeling?"
My mother stood up instantly looking at me with a gentle look.
"Good I suppose."
I say while getting up.
"That's good."
She smiles and sits back down to begin working again.
I stretch and walk upstairs tearing up for absolutely no reason.
'What's wrong with me?'
She thinks as she goes into the bathroom and closes the door locking it, she leans against the for and sides down looking at the floor where when laid, he began to have flashbacks.
You are worthless.
A depressed piece of shit.
You burden
Leah grips her hair on the sides of her head, he looks down and nods
"I am worthless, I am a depressed piece of shit, I am a burden."
Her voice softens at the end, tears streamed down her face as the voices grew, she nodded agreeing of what she is, she needed someone, she needed Jax.

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