1-800/ Grayson Dolan

4

~unknown pov~

I walk into Walgreens getting a new set of blades. I desperately needed them right now.

I didn't have the best day at school today...

I rub the back of my head as my twin brother just smacked the shit out of it.

"Hurry up bitchass, my girlfriend is waiting for me" he said referring to Charlie Salazar.

I mean she is hot, but a complete fucking bitch. Whenever she comes over she always talks about how much she hates her sister Arianna.

I've never met her but I think I've seen her before. Maybe.

She has beautiful brown hair and a pretty face from what I can remember from middle school.

She always kept to herself and never really had friends. I always wanted to be her friend but I know that Ethan would beat the shit out of me.

It would be worth being her friend but I just never get the opportunity. Either she is listening to her music or in the bathroom.

During lunch I got my food and your local white boy jock elbowed me in my rib causing me to fall over and groan in pain.

I guess you could say I get bullied too but I was more of Ethan's little bitch. I sat next to him but he won't protect me from the bullies. In fact, he would help them at times.

I would always be home with a busted lip or a bleeding eyebrow. As long as there was my own blood on my face, they would ignore me.

Study hall wasn't much better though. People threw things at me and made fun of me for being a bitch.

I tried to ignore them but it would just make them angrier.

I snap out of my thoughts as I am at the register.

"5.39 please" the lady asked. I handed her the money and walked out.

I looked around as I made my way home. A particular house stood out to me though.

In the window looked to be a girl sitting, but not just sitting, no, she was cutting her arm like I was about to do when I reached my house.

She stood up and I quickly turned around so she wouldn't see me.

I reached my house and ran up to my room and did my business.

I changed into my pajamas and took a nap.

My eyes fluttered open as I felt someone shaking me.

Ethan

"What" I groaned.

"Make food. Mom and dad aren't here" he ordered. I liked cooking so I didn't care. I walked downstairs and so did Ethan.

I opened the fridge and Ethan grabbed onto my wrist. My cuts burned as he held tightly.

"Little bitch" my mumbles as he saw my reaction.

"I barely even touched you" he said.

He let go and looked at my wrist.

He scanned my cuts.

"Little bitch Grayson, just die already please and thank you" he said running up to his room.

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I run upstairs since I finished eating and listening to Ethan's comment about my food.

I lay in my bed just thinking, would people actually care if I killed myself?

I blinked my eyes closed and everything went black.

"Honey wake up" I heard my mom say as she moved my face around.

"I feel sick today" I said. I never really missed school so she believed me.

"Okay baby, see you later after work" she said pressing a kiss onto my forehead.

I turned around so my back was facing the door and attempted to fall back asleep.

All these thoughts running through my head like there was a marathon.

Fuck it.

I picked up my phone and dialed the number.

"Hi" I said into the phone

"This is the Suicide Hotline."

"presiona uno para español"

"This call will be redirected to a representative"

"Please do not hang up, your life matters."

"If an emergency, please contact 911 immediately" the automated responses said.

They put me on hold and soft/ calming music played as tears dared to come out.

"What is your reason for wanting to commit suicide?" A nice sounding lady asked as they cut off the music.

"I get beat up all the time by my brother and his friends. They call me names and he even told me to just die. I don't have any friends and no one will miss me" I admitted.

"Let me redirect you"

"Hello?"

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