Suicide Note

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Lizzie looked at Hope and said, "you know what it doesn't matter."

"come on, Lizzie, tell me." Hope forced

Lizzie was between two roads she could tell her how she feels in hopes that she would feel the same way still. Or she could say nothing and torture herself more without knowing. And in her head, she deserved it after what she put Hope through.

She blamed herself for Hope's suicide.

Past

The ambulance left with Hope, and they said that she would make it, but Lizzie couldn't move a mussel. She was stuck in the same spot in a bathtub full of blood. She went in to hold Hope and try to stop the blood from leaking from her arms. But then everyone left, leaving her in the house alone in the pool of blood.

After a while, when all the water drained from the tub, she noticed a box that was pushed to under the toilet. So she slowly got up in her soaking wet clothes and got the box. She sat on the toilet and opened the box to reveal a razor blade and a note. She picked up the blade and examined it and after put it back in the box. She then opened the letter that was completely full on the front and back.

She started to read it, and it said.

"if you are reading this, that means that I am no longer alive, and you found my suicide letter. Please don't kill me for my lousy grammar. Oh wait, I am already dead. But let's get serious. I am writing this to say goodbye to everyone I love. I am not going to name people and blame them for why I killed myself. I am not Hannah baker, and this isn't thirteen reasons why. I just wanted to explain my side of the story before you judge me for my actions. Lately everything in my life started to fall apart I lost the only person in the world that has ever gotten me. And never made me feel like I was stupid. I became a loner in school after that and kept to myself. As time went on, I became more lonely and felt like I didn't have an outlet or anyone that would listen to me. And I still don't, why do you think I am writing this letter.

Lizzie Saltzman, I love you more than anything on this planet. You were my other half, and went you left me; you didn't just take our friendship. You made my heart and my will to live. This isn't me blaming you for my suicide, everything that happened. I am just telling you that you were my everything. When we hung out you made me feel like I could do anything. I just want you to think about those times we would sneak into the movies and keep the money out parents gave us. And put it in that stupid piggy bank so we could buy a car when we got older. Actually thinking about it the money might still be in there. And there might be enough to buy an electric car; you know the one with the controllers. It has to be red. That would be really cool if you drove it on the street for my memory every year the day I died. I am getting off-topic, but you should do that car thing. She stopped reading it because she couldn't anymore. She was balling on the floor, crying.

Present

Hope was looking at Lizzie as she got out of the car, and she followed her. "Lizzie, what's going on."

She opened her trunk and took out a black bag, and Hope thought, what could that be. Lizzie took out a box with a red toy car in it.

She felt tears start to stream down her face, and Hope was still confused. She ran to the blonde to try and comfort her, but Lizzie pushed her away.

"Hope Andrea Mikaelson, I love you. I always have, but I don't deserve you. and that's why I keep this red car in my trunk to remind me what I did to you." Lizzie sobbed

"what are you talking about, Lizzie? You sound crazy, and what do you mean you love me." Hope asked

"that night you tried to kill yourself, I was there, but you know that already. But what you don't know is that when the ambulance took you away, I was still in your bathtub. And I couldn't move until I saw a brown wooden box. When I opened it I saw a letter." Lizzie confessed

"you got the red car." Hope said

Lizzie nodded

"you didn't finish reading the letter, did you."

Lizzie shook her head no.

"it said that I forgive you for everything you did to me, and I didn't hold any grudges against you." Hope said

"But"

"but nothing."

Before Lizzie tried and argued again, Hope went on her tippy toes and Kissed Lizzie to shut her up, and it worked. Hope felt a little salt on her lip, and she looked at up Lizzie tearing up.

"I love you so much, Hope, and I never want to hurt you again." Lizzie said

"so don't be my girlfriend."

The two started kissing again but felt an icy breeze, and it felt like death hit them, and they looked at each other. And knew that they should go.

Hope drove back to Lizzie's house, and there were three cars in the driveway and only two that Hope noticed. So she parked on the sidewalk and walked out.

Hope walked in with Lizzie hand in hand, and everyone looked at them. And that included Hope's mother and Uncle Elijah.

Hope had a bad feeling and said: "what's going on."

Josie and Penelope came and stood next to Hope because they knew how she would react to the news.

Stephan Lizzie's and Josie's father, the same one that has been watching over Hope. stood up with tears in his eyes and said. "Hope your father passed away early this afternoon in the hospital after getting a fever. His body was frail, and after the chemo treatments, he was getting, and his heart gave out."

"no that's impossible I just talked to him last night, and he said he was there just for tests. he didn't say anything about chemo." Hope said with tears flowing from her eyes.

Hope turned to Lizzie and hugged her and didn't let go for a while.

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