Violate ahs hold me closer

Violets POV

(Violet is a freshman in high school) I ran home after school covering the bruises and scratches that Leah and her friends left for me. I knew they were weak, they hide there pain from wherever, like problems they have at home with there family or the pain there asshole boyfriends that only care about sex give them, and they lay it out on me, the "freak"! Just because I am different doesn't mean I am a freak. They wear crop tops that don't cover much and short skirts that cover even less. God could they have any less self respect?! I finally made it to my door and burst inside, trying to avoid my needy mother. I managed to run past her quietly without her noticing and escaped to my room. I threw my bag on the floor which scattered some papers and books, but I didn't care! I jumped on my bed and the memories of school came flooding back to me. Leah and her 2 bitchy followers had ganged up on my as I was rushing to my class trying to avoid being late. They all had hall passes to go to the library, so they didn't have to worry about being late. I knew what was coming I was going to be beaten to the ground because I could get no help and had no weapons to help me fight them. I was alone. Nobody would hear my screams. They came over and cornered me. I tried to make the first move so I could quickly get away but something, no someone, hit me from behind. I fell to the ground and the last image I could see was Leah's boyfriend, at the time waving goodbye in a mocking way. "Good job, John" Leah hissed as she kissed him. "We'll take it from here" the rest was blank I couldn't remember what had happened but I awoke on the floor about 5 minutes before the period ended. I arose and ran home not stopping at all. Remembering this event brought tears to my eyes. I tried to stop them but the more I tried the more tears came flooding down my face. Before I knew it, I was hysterically crying. I ran to my bathroom, locked the door, grabbed my blades, and cut my wrists. I made about 10 cut when I realized it wasn't enough. I usually calm down after the first few cuts, but not this time. This time I was going crazy. I wouldn't stop crying and couldn't control myself. I grabbed a bigger blade and cut up my thighs, and slowly made my way higher, much higher. I was sick and tired of living, I was certain that nobody would miss me if I died. My parent would be sad but move on pretty quickly, they neglect me and have other things to worry about, like my moms abortion and my dad's affair with a women not much older than me. I slowly inched towards my neck and cut a small gash, now I was calm, but I still wanted to die. I slowly walked towards my bathtub and sat down in it, letting my blood gush out of my wrists, thighs, and neck. "I am crazy" were my last thoughts before I blacked out.

(Authors Note: Hi! I'm G, and I'm addicted to AHS. Whether it's reading violate fan fics, or watching season 1 over and over again. Sorry I started this story with so much drama (if your not into that). It'll slow dome once Violet leaves the hospital, IF SHE EVER DOES LEAVE THE HOSPITAL!!! Mwahahahaha no spoilers for you.)