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~Matthew imagine~

Why? Was all you can think of. How? Was all you can say. The day came to get new blades. You been sick and tired of being bullied and thrown on the floor for no reason. You've been clear for 3 months straight. Your boyfriend hasn't even text you, he has been ignoring you for a week already (because of rumores) . You been calling him, texting him needing to talk to him but, nothing. Your bestfriends have ditched you and had taken all your meaning in life.. You thought it was time to take, Your own life. *Ring* your phone began to sound with hate comments on twitter . "Why are you dating him? He's Acting, he will never like you."

"Looooser"

Was going though your head. More notifications

"Go to hell"

Just more and more threats

"I will find you, and do what needs to be done"

You just couldnt control it, it was to much. You took out your phone and took a picture of you blades just saying 'The end' you were non-stop crying. You had no idea how to explain this, you felt like there wasnt a soul in the world who cares about your existence. You locked your bathroom door, while crying grabbing five pills, seven blades all sorted in the different sharpness of the tip and bleach with of course a cup. *Ring* Matthew started calling, you pressed ignore but accidentally pressed accept without knowing, all he can hear is you crying and the sound of you drinking bleach with additional pills and the sounds of you yelping because of the given cuts. You can then hear the voices of matthew "Please dont do this, your mine,I-I love you" and "Im sorry, i would never do that to you again" your eyes then began to heavy and you collapse on the floor but you can still hear. Seconds, minutes, hours who knows, Matthew ran in and found you laying on the floor. He could see you bleeding, pills on the floor and the smell of bleach has entered his nose. He sat down next to you with tears in his eyes and carried you onto his lap, grabbing your wrists and rubbing it on his neck marking his cheeks your cold blood. He was rocking you as if you were to fall asleep on him, kissing your forehead as if you can kiss back. He then called the ambulance and spent your very last minutes with the love of your life. But still the words of "I love you Y/N" remained in your head as you slepted and never to be woken again.

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A/N: so how was my first imagine??? Any request of the guys? Did you enjoy it? Write down what you thought in the comments. Thxs

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