(There is a little trigger warning) It's been a few months since me and Colby have been together and everything has been normal except for our fights. He will yell at me for the littlest things like who drank the last beer, and who did the dishes last, etc.
"Your so full of it, Colby?" He turned to me with a mad expression. "I'm full of it?! You never Help out around here. Your so lazy autumn."
"Yea ok. I'm the lazy one. Maybe you should try to do some chores around here and if you did we wouldn't be arguing about this."
"Get out..." I was shocked. "W-What?" "I said get OUT!" He yelled, making me jump a little bit. Jake came running in the room and looked at me and see my tear stained face. " What is going on in here?!" Colby looks down and I just walk over to the bed grab my phone and car keys and leave. Before I shut the door, I turn to Colby shake my head. "Lose my number. We're done." Then I shut the door and go to my car. As I'm pulling out the driveway I see Colby run out the door. He was crying. He waves and goes back inside.
I got home and locked myself in my room and got some pajama shorts and a oversized t shirt. I just didn't wanna be here anymore. I go to my bathroom and grab the razor from the cabinet and sit in the bathtub and looked at my arm. Not a second later, I drag it against my thin skin. I hiss at the pain and blood is spilling out of my arm. As i sit In the bathroom waiting for death to come, I hear a familiar voice....
Cliffhanger i know but see who's voice comes to save her.
