Daniel Seavey & Jonah Marais Imagines

Daniel-suicide

(extreme trigger warning!! And I know that this is crap but I'm gonna post it anyways. Sorry if someone feels offended by this chapter)

Mel pov

Intro

Hi I'm Melody but everybody calls me Mel. I'm 18 years old and 5'2. My life is quite hard. I suffer from depression since I'm 12. My mom and my dad died in a car crash when I was 8 and I don't have any siblings. When I was younger I lived in an orphanage and went from Family to Family. But they mostly abused me or gave me back. I was in a really abusive Family a couple of months ago. They would always beat me when I did something wrong. It was so bad that I eventually moved in with my best friend Daniel and his bandmates. Daniel and I were best friends for what feels like forever. We dated once when I was 16 but it didn't turn out good so we broke up. We still had sex after it but only a couple of times.

Back to now

I'm sitting in my room and think about my life and how it gets worse everyday. My depression never was as bad as it was the past weeks. I barely left my room. I just sat on my bed the whole day and stared at a blank wall.

There's a knock on the door.
Mel: come in
Daniel: We're going to the mall do you want to come?
Mel: no thanks
Daniel: you have to leave your room Mel. It's only getting worse

He walks up to my bed and sits down beside me

Mel: I'm fine I don't know what you are talking about
Daniel: I know that that's a lie.
Mel: everything is just so hard lately
Daniel: I know. Come here

He opens his arms and I instantly hug him back. I've always loved his hugs and he knows it. It just makes me feel so safe.

Eventually we let go

Daniel: do you need anything from the mall?
Mel: No I don't
Daniel: okay bye see you later
Mel: Bye

He leaves my room and I can hear the front door closing.

I just continue to scroll through my pictures on my phone to delete some. After some time I find a video of me and my parents before the car crash.

We are laughing and joking around. Just being a happy family I guess.

I also find pictures from the time when I was in abusive Families. Let me tell you I looked horrible. My body was covered in bruises and cuts.

Why is my life is bad. I hate it. All I want is to die so I don't have to go through this anymore. I hate everyday of my life.

I pull up the sleeves of my sweatshirt and look at my arms that are covered in scares from self harm. Some cuts are fresh.

I continue to think about how much I hate my life. I'm gonna kill myself. I'm gonna kill myself right now so nobody has to live with my pathetic self.

The boys are at the mall anyways so I have time I guess.

I go to the bathroom and find Ibuprofen. I'm just gonna take as much as I can and hopefully it will end me.

I'm crying so hard right now. I look in the mirror and I look like a complete mess. My face is super red an puffy from crying for days.

With shaky hands I take out as many pills as possible. Suddenly I hear the front door open. Now or never. I swallow all of the pills in the bottle.

Everything starts to spin and I hear someone running upstairs and shouting my name. F*ck I didn't lock the door.

The bathroom door bursts open revealing all of the boys. They see the ibuprofen bottle beside me and some of the pills I couldn't swallow.