Chapter one

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Abbeys POV
They say that friends make you
Smile friends bring happiness to the world but they really don't. Hi I'm Abbey and I'm 15 I go to Lakewood high school and I have chronic depression. My depression started a little over a month ago when my best friend was killed in a drunk driving incident.
*FLASHBACK*
walking along the street laughing and giggling about her twin brother Michael god he's so dreamy wait I can't be saying that about my best friends twin "abbey hello earth to abbey " I hear her call I shake my head violently "what sorry I was in my own little world" I say laughing back at her "did u say you think my brothers hot?" she says with a giggle shit did I really say that out loud that was meant to be for in my head grr stupid mouth "erm maybe " I feel myself blush "aww how cute " she says with a smile.

We continue to walk up the road and a little boys foot ball goes in the road and as he runs out to retrieve it a car speeds round the corner. Next think I know she had ran out and pushed the boy out the way and got hit herself and the car went straight into a lamppost. I ran over to her screaming her name and calling for help but by the time the ambulance got there it was to late she was gone... forever.

*end of flashback*
I look down and see a puddle of tears on my English homework oh well I don't give a shit the teacher hates me anyway. Then it happens my wrist and my scars all pulse at once like having a tiny heart beat in each one I can hear then beating it's annoying so I get out the blade and slice them all back open blood dribbles down my arm and absorbs into my maroon carpet. oh well I don't care it stops the beating in my wrists.

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