I'd Rather be F'ed Gently With a Chainsaw

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Seriously, if someone can tell me how to verify my email and what not, that would be insanely helpful. I am in fact reading the comments, and they never fail to brighten my day. Now, let's get into this chapter.

Warnings: Attempt of suicide
A week after school started.

Annabeth's Pov

I was sitting in Barrett's dressing room, crying into a pillow, while Barrett was performing Beautiful. I absolutely hated my science teacher. He kept getting more touchy, and kept me longer and longer each day to "tutor" me. I couldn't deal with him anymore, but I was too afraid to tell Barrett. I wanted to end it all, but I was afraid to hurt the Heathers cast. My mind always changed. I loved them, but how much longer could I take the pain?

I heard the sound of feet coming from the hallway, coming towards the dressing room. I wiped my tears, and regained my composure. I got out my phone and played a game while I waited for the door to open.

Barrett rushed in. I quickly turned around so she could change. It was a routine by now.

"You can turn back now." Barrett told me. It was insane how quickly she could change.

Jessica came in and told Barrett she was up. Barrett nodded, and ran out.

"Love you Annie!" She yelled before heading to the stage.

"Love you too." I said, under my breath.

As much as I loved the cast and Barrett, I wasn't sure if I wanted to be around any longer.

I went to Barrett's desk, and took her backpack. I was digging through it until I found the pocket knife that Ryan got her after the incident. I grabbed a piece of paper, and wrote a quick suicide note.

Dear Barrett, and the rest of cast.
I'm sorry. I couldn't take the abuse from my science teacher anymore. The touching, the grabbing, etc was too much for me. I've decided that between the abuse from my dad, and my science teacher's abuse, life isn't worth the pain. I know that I'm a burden. Anyways, I love you all.

I love you, mama. Hope you'll miss me.
-Annabeth

I sat the note down, and grabbed the pocket knife. I took one last deep breath.

Right before I was about to stab myself, I heard footsteps coming towards the dressing room. Crap, Barrett was coming back.

It's now or never. I gripped the knife, and counted to 3.

Then it happened. I stabbed my self in the gut, and fell to the ground. Blood spilled. This was very familiar. I felt myself start to daze off.

The last thing I heard was Barrett's ear piercing scream, before I drifted off into an eternal sleep.

I love you, mama.

Okay, okay, don't sue me. I was gonna make this longer, but the cliffhanger is better. There WILL be more chapters, don't worry. Right after this is published, I'll be working on the next chapter. Sorry it was so short lol. I needed to get into the action.

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