Parrlyn

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Oop death
Cathy's POV
I wake up only to find that my girlfriend is, again, staring at herself in the mirror. She sighs and comes back to bed. She has always struggled with her self image. I don't know how to help but I try. I wrap my arms around her waist but she pushes me away. She rolls around so that are faces are almost touching. She again sighs and she cuddles into my side. I hug her softly and I fall asleep. I feel her breath growing steady as she also falls asleep. When I wake up she is still asleep so I start to play with her hair. She pulls away again and I grow more concerned. Sure she had struggled with her self image, especially her neck, but it had never gotten this bad. I only want to help but lately she's been refusing it.
Anne's POV
I've never felt good enough. I need to be thin to fit in with beauty standards. The only skin I can't show is the skin everyone looks at. I've never been what my girlfriend deserves. She is absolutely gorgeous. Her skin is perfectly tanned and her eyes are a dull gray with tinges of color. She is almost a perfect representation of impossible beauty standards. Her personality more attractive than her looks. She's quiet, reserved, and peaceful. However I'm the complete opposite of her. My skin a ghastly white and my eyes a dull and dark green. I'm loud, outgoing, and a troublemaker. I am the opposite of desirable. Maybe it's for the better if I just die.
*two week time skip*
"Its time" I whisper to myself. I go and see my girlfriend for what's gonna be the last time. I pull her into the shower ( the author does not want to write what happens but they do fuck so like go read some Parrlyn smut and come back if you want to) I kiss her one last time (relax have a drink with me) and for the final time we say "I love you" Then I go to Jane and fortunately Catherine is with her. I make up an excuse and I say my final goodbyes. I go take a note I made and I put it in the cabinet where someone's medicine bottle was. I take the bottle of pills and I put it in my pocket and I grab some water. I go say goodbye to my cousin and then I go to Anna and say goodbye. Then I leave. I go to an alleyway and I end it.
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