Warning: this story contains suicidal thoughts.

Disclaimer: Pearl does not belong to me, she belongs to my friend Turquoiselombax

This is a roleplay my friend Turquoiselombax and I are making into a story. You can also find it on Wattpad on Turquoiselombax's profile :)

She lay face down on her bed, her shoulders shaking as she sobbed. Tears poured from her tightly shut eyes and rolled down her face, continuing to soak the pillow she had her arms wrapped around.

The girls name was Pearl, she had large brown eyes, straight black hair, caramel coloured skin and an abusive mother...

The same thoughts that always plagued her after an argument were swirling around in her mind, driving her insane. Pearl had definitely had enough of this. Every time she even tried to talk with her mother she would yell, scream, swear and call her names. This time wasn't any different.

She had been in this same position for the past hour, and the only conclusion her brain had come to was that something needed to change, and it wasn't going to be her mum.

She kept thinking about it, she had to leave but she didn't know where to go. She was afraid someone would find her and send her back to her mum. There was basically nowhere to go, but she had to leave one way or another.

Teetering between her two potential options, she finally made a decision.

Sniffing, she slowly and shakily got up off the bed and walked over to her drawer. She opened it up and inside lay a gun, very carefully hidden and well looked after. She had been keeping it here for a situation just like this.

Taking it nervously in her hands felt slightly wrong. It felt heavy and cold, small and very powerful... Feeling almost unable to stand for she was shaking so bad, Pearl sat back down on her bed to observe the gun she was holding. She had heard it was a fairly painless way to die- or quick at least anyway. If someone heard the shot and came into her room it would already be too late. It was a good way to do it.

She wasn't really sure if she was ready to give up or not, something about it tugged at her, but something else about it felt so wrong.

"I was expecting that." She whispered at herself as she loaded it and brought it up to her head with her finger carefully placed on the trigger.

Her heart beat fast and she held her breath as she got ready to leave forever... But she found herself taking another breath before she was able to pull the trigger.

"Okay one more try..." She whispers as she stiffens in preparation once again. Her finger pressed slightly down on the trigger, but she found she couldn't bring herself to move it any further.

A fresh set of tears started sliding down her face as she lowered the gun and realised she wouldn't be able to do it. "What's wrong..?" She quietly cried to herself. "Why can't I just..?"

After a minute she officially gave up on that and sighed. She opened the gun up and emptied the bullets out into her hand, walking back over to her drawer to put them back in the box.

She still had to leave though, if not one way then the other, so as quick as she could she emptied out her school backpack and started packing. Money, change of clothes, water, some food, gun, bullets, phone, charger, one or two pieces of valuable jewellery. Is that all she would need? The clothes took up most of the space in her bag, and the water made it heavy, so that would have to do.

She wouldn't be able to leave her room without her mother seeing her, but her window was big enough for her to climb out of. She opened it up and threw her backpack out first, wincing as hit the ground with a thud. But she didn't waste any time worrying, she went right out after it and fast as she could, ducked around the fence where her mum wouldn't be able to see.

She took one last look at her house, and wiped the rest of the tears from her face. "I'm glad to leave." She whispered. "I'm not sad."

Pearl tries her best to hide from the neighbors in search of a better place. Hours has passed and it was night time. She was thirsty and exhausted panting. Pearl spots a spacecraft nearby and finds a way to sneak in.

She observers the machine with a strange sense of interest. It had taken them ages, but people had finally invented something that could travel at light speed and all you had to do was push the button. A lot of people had already gone but no one had found anything. It didn't matter to Pearl though, all she wanted was to leave this planet, one way or another.