Suicidal//Zach Herron Fanfic

Chapter 1

It was 2 am and I was in the dark streets of NYC. I found a dark corner, were there we no lights and no people around. I threw myself on the floor, then got up and sat down with my knees tucked into my chest. I drank the bottle of alcohol in a matter of seconds, chugging it down completely. I then grabbed the razor from my pocket and made three more cuts. You see, this is how I ended up after i got to escape. after my escape from my dad and the two guys who killed my siblings and kidnapped me, I couldn't get a job whatsoever. So I started having sex with guys that would pay me to do so. That's how I've managed to eat and drink. I feel disgusting, that I do what I do. However I have no choice. I couldn't go back to highschool, so I got no college degree at the least. I got in trouble with this guy, he is 26. I'm 18. his name is Justin. I had sex with him twice and he payed 1000 dollars, which was more than most would pay. He wanted more, but I said no. I'm currently hiding away from him. I've attempted suicide twice, but failed. I tried multiple times not to give up but things just keep getting worse. Unfortunately I dont even have a talent I could use for a career. I guess you could say that at this point the pain is numb, I found some peace in all this voilence and this shitty life. Yet I dont know how long I could keep going for.

Zach's P.O.V

My name's Zach herron, I'm 18 years old and I'm in a band called why dont we. We formed 3 years ago and are thankfully quiet successful. We just finished our 8 letters tour and life has never been better. I love performing with my 4 best friends and meeting all our fans. I'm very thankful to have such an amazing life and a supportive family. I couldn't imagine my life like this, it's more than what I could ask for.

Hey Corbyn! I say. Were currently just chilling in our tour bus, were all going to do a few interviews in NYC for 2 weeks so we were just like why dont we take the bus.

You wanna go out? Im bored. Corbyn gives me that " r u crazy look". Bro, its 2 am. Where can we go anyways. I didn't say somewhere, just for a walk. I need to breathe. Nah, he says. I'm good. Im gonna go for a walk, I say and hop out of my bunk. I put my shoes on and head out

--- time skip ---

It felt good to get a little fresh air, since I feel like I haven't in a long time. Don't get me wrong, I loved the tour, but it's nice to get a little time to think. It's crazy to wrap my head around the fact that I'm only 18, and that I've already travelled to so many countries and have amazing fans and have all those great opportunities. Its also crazy to think that the chances of me having what I have were low as well. Not to brag, but I'm thankful. Il really thankful that the odds were iny favor.

Ana's P.O.V

I go on my phone to try and distract myself. I played a bit of candy crush. I tried not to go on youtube or Instagram, cause I end up looking at other people, their lives and the money they have. Damn, theyre life must be great. I dont mean celebs, i mean sure celebs have great lives but I mean ordinary people. With a house, a loving family and a good amount of money. I didn't even have those. It brings me sadness to think about, but the odds weren't in my favor. I see a car pull up at the end of the narrow area between the two buildings were I was sitting in. A tall guy comes out of it, and I get up to leave but then he tells me to stop. I instantly recognize his voice. Fuck it, it was Justin.

I turn around, facing him. What do you want, I say. He pulls out a gun, pointing it at me. I gulp, Justin... please.... No. He smirks, looking at me evily. Well, you ran away. Listen I dont wanna have sex with you. You payed me and that's that. Were done. That's what I'm here for, I want my money back. I look at him shocked, wtf. No! I let you have sex with me so you could pay me. It's done your not gonna get your money back.

A, i need it.

B, i did you a service and thats it

"How about, You stay with me for a while, and then I'll let you go". He says loudly. I was scared, what the hell have I gotten myself into. I couldn't give him the 1000$, I wouldn't have any money left and I needed to but things to survive. Also it's not that easy for me to find guys who will pay me enough to do what they want. The ones i have encountered weren't Honest and eventually never paid me. I have once been 2 weeks without any food. Ok, he says. Then I'm going to kill you.

I hold back tears of frustration, maybe it was for the best that I do, my life was plain torture anyways. "Then do", I say and close my eyes. I hear a gun shot, then, everything goes back.

* hey guys!! So I hope the first part got reads. Hopefully. Anyways, can I have some feedback on the first part? Feel free to comment ur thoughts. If this gets 10 reads I'll post the next part. 🤗🤗