Chpt 13: You Win

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Anna's POV

I laid in bed. it was Monday. Mondays, and Saturdays are when the office is closed. I felt Ashton's back to mine. it was his turn to sleep next to me. I was surprised really, that they were both ok with what's been going on. I laid awake as Ashton snored softly. his eyes were closed and he looked so peaceful. it was a sight. One arm was under a pillow and the other was pushing the pillow down. he slept on his stomach. my phone lit up with notifications. I unlocked my phone and got onto Twitter. I saw what Blaire posted.

"@Anna_harris23454: I hope you recovery from the hospital goes good. it was so scary walking in and seeing you on the floor, your wrists bleeding and all. feel better"

My heart began to beat fast. I got up and walked out of my room. I walked past Luke who was laying on his phone watching YouTube. I shut the door and looked at my phone

"@Anna_harris23454: I'm so sorry to here that you tried to kill yourself. I'm here if you need to talk"

"@Anna_harris23454: suicide is not the answer, we all get tuff times but we need to over come them"

"@Anna_harris23454: Attention Whore"

"@Anna_harris23454: stop trying to get attention"

"@Anna_harris23454: I wouldn't blame here. I mean not having Michael as a lover. that must suck"

"@Anna_harris23454: Why do you want so much attention?"

"@Anna_harris23454: kill yourself, nobody cares"

"@Anna_harris23454: why are you still here?"

"@Anna_harris23454: Nobody even likes you. they just want to get into your pants or use you for money"

I locked my phone and looked in the mirror. I still has some makeup on from yesterday. I shed a tear and my lip quivered.

kill yourself, nobody cares

Attention Whore

stop trying to get attention

Why do you want so much attention?

why are you still here?

Nobody even likes you. they just want to get into your pants or use you for money"

I closed my eyes and sat on the ground. my phone kept buzzing. I locked the bathroom door. I opened the window up. I opened the bathroom closet door and grabbed a pair of shoes and a sweat shirt. I put both things on and climbed through the window. I started walking as the cold summer morning air hit my cheeks. I put my hands in my pockets. were they right? no they weren't. Anna stop thinking like this. I walked down to the bridge that was over a lake. I grabbed tree's and walked down towards the lake. they were right. I'm an attention whore who should kill herself. I remembered what I promised Luke and Ashton. they'd be better off without me. I ran my hands through my hair. I'm not failing this time. Blaire wins. I don't care anymore. I pulled my phone out and called Ashton. no answer. I called Luke and the phone rang and rang. it went to voicemail. I called Blaire and she answered. "How you recovering" she said laughing. "Its that the attention whore?" Calum said in the background. "You win Blaire" I said. "What do you mean" she asked. "I'm tired of this constant back and forth. I get hurt in the end and then I go crawling back to you. but I won't anymore" I said as a tear rolled down my cheek. "Anna what do you mean?" Blaire asked worried. "Goodbye Blaire" I said taking the phone away from my ear. "No! ANNA DON'T YO-" I ended the call. I took my shoes and sweatshirt off. I looked at my phone. Luke was calling. he kept texting me.

'Where are you'

'Anna'

'Answer'

'Pick up the phone'

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