I was too late

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Kyles POV

When I had left Charlotte's room, I sat on my bed with head in my hands. I heard her go into the bathroom and lock the door. I sat there for a few more minutes, the shower wasn't running, she hadn't flushed the toilet and I couldn't hear anything form inside. Then all of a sudden I heard a crash, I bolted out of my room and started banging on the door 'CHARLIE!?!?!' I yelled over and over with no reply. The door was locked so I had to try and kick it down. After 7 kicks the door came smashing open and nothing could've prepared me to see what had happened. I saw Charlotte's body curled up on the floor, all around her I could see empty pill containers. Her face was pale 'Charlie!' I cried and pulled her into my arms. Her whole body was limp, I tried finding a pulse but I couldn't find any. I pulled her body out of the bathroom and on to my bed. Grabbing my phone I called 9-1-1, 'Please help, I think my girlfriends just tried overdosing. She won't wake up, please hurry' I cried as the operator tried to calm me down. Within minutes I heard the banging at my door of paramedics 'It's open, please help!' 

Two paramedics came running in and found me beside my bed clutching Charlotte's hand. 'Please save her, please' I cried as one of the paramedics stated working on Charlotte. The other Paramedic started helping me. The one working on Charlotte stopped, and he bowed his head. He turned around and looked at the other Paramedic, shaking his head. I started screaming for answers.

'What are you doing save her, i love her!' 

The Paramedic gave me a sadden look 'I'm sorry sir, she's gone'

I went into full shock, the last two words repeating over and over in my head, "She's gone". I shook my head in disbelief of what i just been told. 

'No! She can't be!' the tears running freely down my face. I walked over to her, enclosing her cold hand in mine 'Come on Charlie wake up, prove them wrong'. She layed there still, not even a twitch 'CHARLIE PLEASE!' i broke down completely as reality of what just happened kicked in. She was gone, i couldn't save her this time. It was all my fault, i should never have left her side. She blamed herself for everything, she was such an angel. She had no faults, she was an angel, she was my Charlie. The love of my life, the one i wanted to marry, for her to have my children, to grow old together. Loving and trusting one another forever and in minutes all of this was taken from me.

The Paramedics had left, to give me some space. I spent hours crying by her. Crying out, why did she have to go through so much, she did nothing wrong to anyone. She didn't deserve this, no one does. I felt empty. i felt lost. I left the room, closing the door behind me to let her rest in peace for once in her life. 

I made my way out to the kitchen and tuned to the one thing that erased all pain; Alcohol. Drink after drink, i cried more and more remembering the night we talked for hours on end. The nights we held each other. The kisses we shared. Wanting to destroy my pain i drank and drank until i felt my head spinning and i passed out on the kitchen floor. Charlotte flooded my dreams.

I woke up and the first thing i thought of was Charlotte, running to my room i kissed her. Nothing will remove my pain. Only one option left. Opening my bottom draw i pull out my gun and load it. 'Charlotte i love you so much, you are the love of my life and without you my life is worthless. Please forgive me'

I pull the trigger and fall on the ground beside Charlie. I would now be with her forever.

James Pov

It had been two weeks since i had seen Charlotte or Mr Rivers and i was starting to get really suspicious. Those two always seem to be away at the same time and the last time i saw Charlotte she was going to Hospital because of what the people i called friends did to her.

I was walking through the corridors of school when an announcement came over the speaker system 'Could all seniors please come to the gym for an assembly'.  other seniors around me had the same look on their face ; confusion. Confused i went to the Gym to find the Principle, guidance councilor, and multiple other teachers. All of them wearing a grave look. A few had looked like they had been crying. Whatever happened it must be serious. 

As we all took our seats the Principle stood before us. 'Thank you all for coming to this assembly. I'm here to tell you all of something that has happened involving one of your fellow students' HE paused. 'On Tuesday afternoon, Miss Charlotte Scott took her own life.' 

I blocked out whatever he said after that. i couldn't believe it. No not Charlotte, not my girl. My Charlotte, the tears filled my eyes. It was all my fault, i never defended her when she was bullied at school, i never offered her help when i could tell she was hurting. She's dead because i was a coward. Looking up i noticed that heaps of people were crying and then i looked towards the cheer leaders and football team; all of them in shock. Filled with rage i stood and screamed at the top of my lungs all of the stuff i've been holding in 'SEE WHAT YOUR SHIT DOES TO SOMEONE, CHARLOTTE WAS INNOCENT AND YOU SPENT ALL OF YOUR TIME MAKING HER MISERABLE. IT WAS ALL OF YOU WHO PUSHED HER TO DO THIS. DON'T LOOK SO SHOCKED, YOU ALL CAUSED HER DEATH AND NOW SHE CAN NEVER COME BACK. BECAUSE OF YOU SHES GONE FOREVER!' Taking in a deep breath i ran from the gym, the tears falling freely from my eyes. I ran until i reached the court yard and sat under her tree. 'I'm so sorry Charlotte, i'm sorry i never protected you from them. i'm sorry i was such a puss and didn't help you. I love you Charlotte, i can't live without you'. I ran to an empty classroom and locked the door. i could hear the shouts of teachers to let them in but i won't. 

I take my pocket knife out of my pocket and open the blade. With out hesitation i make two deep cuts down my wrist and fall to the ground. As i feel my life ending i mutter my last words 'I'll be with you soon Charlotte'. My eyes close and i welcome death. 


A/n I'm sorry to all who thought this ending was going to be happy, but i felt like there's not enough stories out there that outline that horrible consequences of actions. If your reading this and you have bullied or judged someone before actually knowing their story, please take a re look at life. Life is precious and no one deserves to be treated with hate, no one deserves to be bullied. Stop all the hate, the worlds already shit, stop fighting each other over matters that shouldn't even matter. Suicide is an idea forced upon by others. All those who think it is the Cowards way out, please understand some have been fighting longer than you may know. Everyone breaks eventually, we are all just human. Calling a suicide victim a coward is wrong, suicide is a way to say your done. your not putting up with the shit on earth anymore. Just because someone can't fight anymore, it doesn't make them weak. It just means they have been strong for so long. 

To my readers, if you know of anyone having trouble at the moment or you know of bullying going on. Speak out, help the person. Life is a precious gift, we must protect it.

If this story has effected you in anyway please message me, my messages are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to.

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