the downfall of mia // hs

chapter 13 // cause people are just cruel ✓

chapter 13 // cause people are just cruel

"hi everyone, my name is mia harrison and i am veronicasawyer. your first question is probably how do you know harry styles and i'll give you the short story. i've known harry styles since i was five years old and he was eight and we were best friends. we were inseparable. and then, when i turned twelve i moved to the united states and that was the last time i saw my best friend for four years. he is the only person that knows me better than i know myself, he is my best friend and i screwed that up. harry, if you're watching this i'm going to tell you goodbye. i appreciate all the time you've put into our friendship and i have loved being your best friend for eleven wonderful years. i wouldn't want to love anyone else. thank you and goodbye."

"close the window draw the curtain

hide the bright light of the moon

hang the dresses ugly dresses

no one likes maroon"

"isn't it funny, isn't it funny

isn't it funny you believed that it was really

pretty funny"

i always wondered how i would do it. when i was finally strong enough to say this was the end. i always wondered if one day i would have the guts, that one day something you push me over the edge. i've made up my mind though and no one is here to stop me. i didn't deserve to live after lying to the one person i truly love for years.

today i will die.

dear mommy,

you've been a dear and wonderful and thank you for everything you've done for me. please continue to live your life full of joy and happiness. never forget me.

ps: please see if barret wilbert weed can sing at my funeral

i love you

mia

how should i do it? i only have two hours before my mom gets home and i don't want the risk of someone saving me. this is what i want. i want to die.

dear school/hell,

i don't know what i did, but your wishes have come true. congrats

mia

i began to fill the bathtub and lite a candle for the occasion. i wanted the smell of death to be replaced with vanilla cookie dough.

dear harry,

do you remember that one time we played dress up in my room when we were kids? i put on a big fluffy white dress that was my moms and you put on your tux from some funeral you went to and we exchanged vows promising to never separate ever and that if one of our crayons broke, you had to give the other a replacement to help them out. freddy the teddy even pronounced us husband and wife. you gave me a kiss on the cheek and poof we were married. i know what i do today i can't take back, but i'm glad i was able to marry the man i love. thank you harry for the best 12 years of my life

i will love you forever and always

mia

this was it. i said my last words, i even put on my favorite bathing suit for the occasion. i sat down in my bathtub, shutting the water off so hopefully the tub wouldn't overflow and have some water damage problem my mom would have to deal with in her time of mourning.

i lifted my left arm out of the tub, took my blades and slashed.

one

two

three

four

five

six

they seemed to go on forever and the blood seemed never ending as it began to fill the bathtub i made one vertical and that's when the blood really started to flow. i could feel myself getting dizzy, but i wasn't ready to die. i took the blades into my left hand and slashed my right wrists

one

two

three

four

i dropped the blades outside of the tub because i could no longer feel my hands. i let myself slip into the tub as i watched the water turn a deep red

it was beautiful

harry's pov

the minute i saw mia harrison's name on twitter i got on a plane to chicago. when my plane landed in chicago a video had been uploaded and was buzzing all around twitter. it was a girl being attacked by a group of students as they showed the world her scars and wounds as she cried on the floor

i realized i knew this girl

the girl was mia. she was broke, they were hurting her.

the scars. how long has she been doing this to herself? how could she do this? how could she not talk to me about this?

i called her on the phone. it was obvious she was crying and trying even harder to hold back sobs. i needed an explanation. i was hurt.

"i-ii love you harry" she cried into the phone

"i need time mia, goodbye" i said and hung up. i immediately regretted what i had done. i had no reason to be mad, she was broken. i wasn't there for her when she needed me

i drove to the spot in the park mia took me to when i first got to chicago. i sat down in the grass

i just need time

silence
silence
sirens
silence
sirens
silence
silence
silence

i need to tell mia i was sorry. i needed to tell her that i loved her and that we would get through this together

my phone rang and i looked at the name

lisa harrison

lisa? what did lisa want?

"hello" i said. she seemed stressed and tense

"hi harry, have you spoken to mia today?" she asked quietly

"umm.. yeah why?" i said standing up

"i just got a call from the fire department. my house is on fire, could you try calling mia i'm on my way home" she said

mia

i began to run "i'm in chicago, i'll be right there" i said hanging up, getting in the car, and driving to the house engulfed in flames