Wait. What.

Chapter 24

I decided I wouldn't go to Delly's house. I just wanted to cry and cry but no more tears came out because my eyes were dried. I went to the store buying a shaver. As I bought it, I immediately rushed to the bathroom. I locked the bathroom making sure no one else was around. I opened the shaver hoping to break the razor but it wouldn't bother. I stopped trying and just swiped it on my arm hard. It worked, sending a shocking burn through my arm. as the blood drops kept falling, my arm was pink.i started drying it but I felt like I deserved that pain. It was my fault I wasn't pretty enough, my fault I couldn't satisfy his needs, it's my fault I worsened his life. I understand why my family is so tired of me why people could want me dead. Everyone would be happy without me. I didn't want to feel anymore. As I looked from my arm to my face, I couldn't stand how ugly I looked like. I don't make anyone happy, it's just enough, no one should have to deal with a fuck up like me.
I stare down at the razor which had fresh blood smearing on the sharp blades. I cleaned up and went back to the counter buying sleeping pills. I bought two boxes, one to help me sleep, the other incase I wanted to overdose. "Miss? You sure you want to buy two boxes." The woman behind the counter starts questioning me.
"Yes please." I started to get agitated. Once I finished I took myself to the car. I went to the nearest motel, and decided to die there. I texted everyone goodbye, everyone but Javier. He shouldn't hear from me. He wouldn't want to hear from me. I destroyed his life, so I shouldn't. Rydel texted me before I could text her.
|Rydel: Hey where are you?|
I tried acting as normal and replied:
|Me: I'm staying at a motel, Sunshine Rise.|
|Rydel: Why Daniella.|
|Me: Thanks for everything Delly. I love your whole family.|
I turned my phone off, taking breaths, cutting more into my arm. I opened the pills. I was ready to end it all.

A/N
Hey boos! Suicide is not a joke, okay? If you know anyone who's upset help them get through it don't take it as a joke or a mood swing. Depression is not a mood swing. I love you all. I think I might take a break. I'm feeling... down. Tomorrow I'll try doing a New Years special just for you guys. Sorry guys love Ya.