Numb (a pierce the veil fanfiction)

Chapter nine

Danielle's POV

My room was dark, and cold the devil lingering over me. He laughed and mocked my life and the pathetic existence that I pertained. He continuously asked me,

"Why, why do you still take up space on this planet. It's selfish of you to stay here knowing you're just a waste of oxygen? So I ask again, WHY?!" His words were harsh and warm, they took a place deep in my mind, clinging to every bit of the suicidal thoughts that already sat there. "Tell me I'm wrong, because we both know, I'm right." He smiles wide his dozens of sharp teeth making his smile stretch ear to ear.

I covered my ears and put a pillow over my head rocking back and forth.

"Just leave me alone!"

"GIVE ME THE OFFER!"

"Just give me some time alright?!" He stopped shadowing over me and got smaller and smaller.

"You have til may."

And with that he was gone. Once the chills were gone I slowly looked above my pillow to see my room empty. I took a deep breath and plopped my body backwards, numbly, my body was even numb to the pain of whatever object was beneath my head. The discomfort made me look to see what it was. It was the pain pills I snuck off with and forgot to replace. Shit.

The more and more I examined the bottle and the quantity inside, I knew my way out. Without blood shed in Priscilla's sheets. Without an agonizingly slow death, I just had to walk off somewhere and never return.

My body ran goosebumps all along it, with the chilling thought of being gone to nothing but bugs and whatever animal finds my body.  Even after death I'd wish for the world to give just a little bit of a damn, my body had gone through enough, let it be donated to someone in need or something.

There's a lot of thought process that has to go in to this.

I wiped the sweat off of my forehead and walked to the desk in my room and began plotting. How strange of me, to be plotting my own death.

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Ding

I stood by my locker, staring blankly as I turned my combination, I had practiced it my whole first day here. The constant nudges these past three tries let me know that last night's plotting was more heaving on my mind then this stupid combination lock. After a bunch of complete and utter failed attempts, I paused and set my back against my locker. I took a deep breath and tried to think.

"Watch out!" A guy screamed while a bunch of the students in the halls gasped.

My eyes popped open widely just in time to see a  wall, out of everything, the wall of lockers straight across from me falling over , IN MY DIRECTION.

Before I could process what to do I was tackled out of the way. Chucks of the wall flying everywhere on me. I opened my eyes to see Vic on top of me.

"Are you okay?" He asked me, his light toned brown eyes laced with nothing but concern.

My breathing started to get heavy and spaced out. No.

"Ge..get off of me!" I shoved him off of me and didn't worry about my purse or anything. I just walked in a rush past the stairs of my outburst. When I shoved open the outside doors, I rushed to complete solitude.

Flashes of my dad laying on top of me was all I could see. It was making my eyes bleed, my chest heave, and it was causing my throat to close as I tried to breathe.

"See." I heard a mocking laugh as I was on my hands and knees in my bedroom floor trying to get the courage to breathe." "You're damn near there. I say we just come a little sooner. Give me the fuel I need."

"You said til ma..may."

"Mmmmay." He mocked my stuttering. "The faster the better."

I shook my head no. I had a plan and that plan was going to see through. I crumbled into my self ignoring myself thoughts, knowing that I was the devil talking. My mind was making me believe he was here, but I know it was my own self wishing for it all to be over.

I just needed time.

I fell comatose in my floor that night, staring at the same spot on my wall willing for the pain and embarrassment of today to just be a damn nightmare. Knowing I had to face it all again tomorrow.