This is Allison's POV from the day she went home
I walk into my empty house.
Alone
Lost
No one was ever going to love me
I stop caring as I head towards my fathers secret stash of liquor. I grab a bottle of vodka and head up the wooden steps.
The house quiet
And peaceful
I go to Annie's room and start to cry on her bed. I strip of my clothing and change into her favourite blue sweater.
I drink the bottle and sit on my soft rug. The record player, playing mine and Ethan's favourite song.
I think of the time we danced on this soft rug or slept for hours on my bed.
I smile
I write a letter to him and place it on the bed
I start to think about the hurt in his eyes. The pain in his face.
I broke him
I lost him
He left
I start to sing as my voice cracks and tears poor down my face. I reach over to my phone and look at it
Messages from people at school.
Telling me I'm a slut
A white
And how I should just end it
So I do
I grab my razor and slice thin, deep lines in my wrists. My heart hurting as tears flood down my face
At least I get to go to Neverland
