I didn't want it to end up like this. It didn't need to be like this, but they wouldn't stop. As I ran the blade across my wrist once again I heard the heavy footsteps of my boyfriend coming up the stairs. I didn't need to worry about it though, the door to the bathroom was locked, therefor he couldn't get in. " May??!!", I heard him call up the stairs for me. I didn't answer though. " May, come out of the bathroom. I can help you through this!! You don't need to do this!!", I forgot that he knew that when I locked myself up he knew what was going to happen. Again; I didn't answer. Next thing I knew the door was swung open. His face flushed a rosy pink when he saw my limp body, and he dived towards me. He then spoke to me as he picked me up, " You promised me May. You promised me.", his voice getting more quiet and desperate. I then said one thing before releasing myself into the dark, " I'm sorry, it was too much".