Your Worth So Much- Liza Oneshot

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Backstory: You are in high school and you've been getting bullied for the past month. You've been through it before. But this time it has gotten worse. You kept this a secret from your mom.
Age:16
Warning: Mention of self harm and attempt of suicide.
Your P.O.V.
It's the same every day. Not am I only made fun of because I'm "famous". But I get made fun of because of my appearance. I also hate the word "famous" I'm just a normal person like everyone else. I was sitting in class by myself. I heard kids whispering about me. I sighed and continued to do my work.~●~  I was walking to my last class. My music blasted through my ears. Not wanting to be noticed unfortunately that didn't work. I fell to the ground due to someone shoving me. My headphones fell out and I heard people laughing at me,"Your mommy isn't  here to help you."a girl laughed
"Rich brat!" Another person shouted. I felt tears brim my eyes but I didn't want them to see me cry. I quickly wiped them away, got up and started walking. Kids still said some names or whispered as I walked by. Once I got to class I sat down with my hood up so that way no one noticed me. I hate being here. I hate being on this earth. I wish I wasn't alive! Did mom only want me because she felt bad? She could've left me... but she didn't....Why? She must feel pity for me... I felt tears roll down my face I quickly wiped them away. I can't do this anymore... I'm leaving this place...for good..~...~
Mom was driving me home,"So how was school?" She asked I shrugged
"It was alright I guess.." I replied while fiddling with my thumbs.
"What's wrong?" She asked
"Nothing just tired." I replied. We finally arrived home and I went straight to my room. I closed my door and locked it I searched my dresser for my razor blade. I finally found it.(Trigger warning) I moved my sleeves up and started cutting myself.
Mommy's girl
Cut
Rich bitch
Cut
Attention Seeker
Cut
Selfish
Cut
Unwanted
Slash
Blood was dripping down my arm. My whole arm filled with blood I cried so hard.(Trigger done) I quickly grabbed tissues and cleaned my arm. Then I noticed blood on the floor I quickly cleaned it up. Once I finished wrapping my arm up in a bandage I started to cry. I laid in my bed just crying. I tried to stop myself from crying. After I finished crying I quickly went to the restroom. I shut the door and locked it. I looked at myself in the mirror. God I am so pathetic... I thought I turned on the faucet and splashed my face with water. Once I finished cleaning myself up I headed downstairs. I saw my mom making some dinner,"Hey I'm making your favorite." Mom exclaimed happily I faked a smile and said,"Oh nice I can't wait." I replied.~○~  Mom and I were watching a movie together. It was coming to an end though. So I would be going to bed soon. Once the credits started rolling my mom told me it was time for bed. I gave her hug and held onto her,"That's a pretty tight hug. Are you okay?" Mom asked while running her fingers through my hair. I nodded,"Yeah I just...I just wanted to hug you.."I replied,"You know I love you right?" I said
"Of course I do." My mom replied she pulled away slightly from the hug,"Are you sure everything's alright?" She asked. I gave her a reassuring smile and nodded,"Of course." I gave her another hug and headed upstairs. I decided to wait for my mom to go to bed. But I decided to leave a note for my mom. I also decided to go on my social media and decided to leave a video,"Hey for those of you who have supported me thank you..." I gave a genuine smile while having tears run down my face,"But for those of you who have told me such horrible and nasty things.... just know that this is your fault! But... your getting what you have been wanting... bye and I hope you enjoy living with regret." I said venomly,"For the people who have always loved me thank you. Just know you mean the world to me and that I love you... I'm also sorry... and I'm sorry mom..." I started to sob a bit and stopped the video. I posted it and went to my drawer where I left my bottle of pills. Everything was already set up.
Lizas P.O.V.
I couldn't get myself to sleep. I checked (y/n)'s social media. There was something off about her. Once I watched the video I ran out of my room. I darted straight to (y/n)'s room I slammed the door open. I turned on the lights I gasped seeing her wrists bleeding and a bottle of pills,(Y/N)! BABY WAKE UP!" I yelled while shaking her. She didn't move I grabbed my phone and called 911.
"911 what's your emergency?"
"Can I please get an ambulance! My daughter! She- She won't wake up! She just attempted suicide! Please hurry!" I cried hysterically
"Okay ma'am the ambulance is on their way. Stay on the line."~○~  The ambulance had arrived and we got to the hospital. They put IV's in her and cleaned everything out. I called David over because I didn't want to be alone. We were finally able to see her I held onto her hand. David was comforting me the whole time,"They said that shes going to be okay. Shes strong babe." He said comfortingly. I nodded sadly I kissed her hand. I saw her eyes starting to open,"Sweetie.." she looked over at me and looked upset. She mumbled something under her breath,"What's wrong?" I asked
"I'm not supposed to be here.." she said
"You are supposed to be here." David said she shook her head.
"Yes you are. Why didn't you say anything?" I croaked
"Because I didn't want you to worry.."she replied
"I'm your mother I'm supposed to know this." I said while tears rolled down my face.
"You could've told me as well." David included
"I'm sorry.."she replied we made a group hug and held her.
"I'm going to change your school and everything. But from now on you tell me what's going on." I said
"And if you dont want to tell your mom you can tell me." David said. She agreed and held us tighter.

Heyyyy shippers sorry I didn't update yesterday I got caught up in things. I'll be updating Voltron Scenarios. So I'll be updating this in a couple weeks. I love you guys very much and take care byyyye 😘😘😘

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