you're not alone. - johannie.

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ANNIE LEBLANC

"Annie!" Johnny says. "I've been looking for you everywhere."

I just look at him.

"A-Are you okay? What happened in there?" Johnny asks, holding on my shoulders.

"I-I'm fine, John." I say.

"What happened?" He asks.

"Nothing." I tell him before giving him a small smile. "Just remembered something, that's all."

"Are you sure?" Johnny asks. "We could always talk about it..."

I look at him as I reach for his hands on my shoulders.

I hold them.

"I'm fine, John." I tell him. "I'll see you tomorrow."

I let go of his hands and hug him.

"Okay." He says as we both pull away.

We both walked to our own ways and I headed home.

As I reach my house, I took a deep breath and looked at the door.

I waited for a couple of seconds and tried to listen if my dad was inside.

I carefully opened the door and tiptoed inside.

I gently close the door before I hear someone cough, which made me freeze.

"Where have you been?" The low voice asks.

I stood up properly and looked at my dad.

"Dad," I spoke.

"I- I was just studying in the library, we have a test tomorrow..." I lied.

"A test." My dad says. "I never saw you study for a test. In fact, I never knew you were taking tests."

"That's because you don't care." I mumble.

"What did you say?" My dad asks, walking towards me.

I started to back away.

"N-Nothing, I said nothing." I tell him.

I hit the door behind me.

Once my dad's in front of me, he stopped and grabbed my arm harshly.

He pulls me towards him.

"Never do that again, hmm?" He whispers in my ear before dragging me across the floor, making my head bump into a wall.

He kicks me a few times before walking away.

"You're just like your mother." I hear my dad say. "It's bullshit. Never loved her."

I tear falls down my face as I stand up.

I walk over to my things and grab them.

I wipe the tears from my face and headed to my room.

I drops my things on the side and headed to my bathroom.

I looked at the mirror as my eyes start to turn red.

More tears stream down my face.

'It's not like anyone cares about me, anyway. And if I disappear it wouldn't hurt anyone, right? Nobody cares about me. And it's worth a try.'

My own voice echoed through my mind.

I remembered writing it on my notebook.

'Nobody cares'

My voice once again echoes through my mind.

"It's bullshit." Another voice echoes.

"Attention seeker." Another echoes.

"No one likes you, so just die!" Another echoes.

"The world's better of without you!" Another echoes.

I snap out of my thoughts and look at myself in the mirror.

Everything goes silent and all I could hear is this loud ringing sound.

My eyes got caught to the razor that was on top of my sink.

I reached for it as my hands started to shake.

More tears fall down my face.

I place the razor on my wrist.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

you know, seeing some of the pre-written chapters i've already made, there's really no romance going on. i understand if you don't wanna keep reading it. :((

but i'll still continue the story. i think it'll give a message or two. i don't really know, my ideas change everyday.