suicidal thoughts

can i die?

Scarlett's pov

"j-just l-leave me a-alone" I stutter

"fine. but only because I can't stand breathing next to you" sam pushes me away

"maybe I shouldn't be breathing.." I whispered to myself

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"die. die. die " the voices whispered

"worthless piece of shit"

"filthy animal" no no no not in school.

I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in the stale

"cut your veins you whore"

"jump"

"hang"

"shoot" i let the tears stream down my face as I tug on my hair. sobbing loudly. I open my bag and dig around finding what I need.

I take the piece of metal to wrists not cutting just yet

"do it" they screamed. I pushed down harder and slide the blade over and over watching the blood stream down my arm.

I took at piece of toilet paper and wrapped it around my arm, trying to

stop some of the blood flo. I unlocked the stall and walked to the mirror. I hate mirrors they just point out how ugly I am.

"I need to be skinnier" I walk out of the bathroom and look around trying not to be noticed

I walk to music class and sit in the back

"alright class today I'm going to pic students to preform tomorrow and Wednesday" you see this is why I hate music class because we have to preform in front of the whole class. I was picked once last week but I ditched so I didn't have to preform

"first name pulled is.. Hanna johns"

Mrs.Colleen spoke "next, Jack, then.. Paul, Michael , and Scarlett because she needs to make up for hers "

well that idea came back to bit me in the ass.

what if they make fun of me..?

if they think I'm more humiliating then they think..?

I don't wanna be more of a fuck up.

can I just die already?

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short chapter sorry