I'll do it myself then. (Toned down version)

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Why not?

Why not?

Why not?

Why not?





why..??


I don't understand. After all this time and after everything I've been through. Falling and climbing and falling and climbing.

Why is it now he won't just give me peace??
What's the point in letting me suffer!?

I'll just do it myself then.

Nobody will care.
Nobody will cry.
Nobody will have sorrow.
Nobody.
E

verybody will just see the pathetic girl who couldn't be selfless enough to spare her own life.

I stand up and walk into the kitchen.
I can hear the pathetic cries of the people I once called family.
They all cry.
And I stand there.
With nothing in my head..

But a deadly thought.

I pick up the large knife that is in the kitchen. I stare into the reflective silver and into the reflection of my eyes.
They are cold.
Dead.
Sad.
Guilty.
Betrayed.
And Blank.

The cold expression makes my blood boil.

My dirtied face stares back at me with no expression and I scowl at the waste of potential I had.
I could have been so successful. I could have been famous! I could have cured cancer! I could have done this, I could have done that.

I could have found a lover and had a beautiful child. I could have been happy...

but no.

I let my mom down.
My brother.
My father.
I let everyone down.
Well,
I'm about too.

I glare at the person I see in the reflective silver and I slam the knife into the counter.

I grab another knife and throw it across the room.

I keep grabbing knives and throwing them.
When they all are gone I look over to see Divana, Kyle, and Father staring at me.

I grab the knife from the counter and smile.

"I loved you." I whisper as I raise the knife.

Do it...

Do it....

Do it!!!

DO IT!

COME ON!

DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT!

I love you...

Take your final breath...

"I love you. " I breath out as I finally free myself. I had done it..

I-

I--

My vision goes black...

I can hear yelling.
Screaming.
crying...

Black..








"Y/N!!!"

Black..





"hh.." I breath my last breath.











"CHAIN HIM UP! CHAIN HIM UP!"

"GRAB THE BOY! YOU! PUT HER IN THE AMBULANCE!






Black

BLACK

BLACK.






nothingness.

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