A Thirteen Reasons Why one-shot by AmyLeah.
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Disclaimer: Thirteen Reasons Why belongs to Jay Asher. I'm just borrowing his characters.
Summary: My interpretation on Hannah before she killed herself. How she felt and how she wished her life had been. Do forgive me if it is too much or if she seemed to bitter.
Over and Done With
After recording and sending out all those tapes, I felt tired and worn out. I was lying on my bed, sprawled out. For one last time, I sniffed and breathed in the scent of my bed, remembering and recalling the past events that had happened through out my life. And just then, I was starting to doubt myself; to doubt my plans.
Was it really worth it?
Do I really want to do this?
Am I the one at fault here?
I shook my head and put those hesitant thoughts aside. I just couldn't! It was far too late to turn back now. The tapes are probably on it's way to the first person on the list, Justin Foley.
I just wished that the whole 'ass' and rumour thing didn't happen, then I would probably still have Alex and Jessica as friends as I did then.
I reached out a trembling hand for the bottle of pills on my side table. I admit that I was scared, afraid of knowing what others will say. But, that was how it all started wasn't it?
Clutching the bottle in hand, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The last one I'll ever take. The very last one.
I could feel my heart beating at a faster pace, and my palms were starting to sweat. As I opened the small bottle, time seemed to slow down.
A sudden flash went through me, faces of the people I know, the good times I had, the unfortunate events that happened to me. It was then I realised that I was scarred for life. Although, it seemed as if I am overreacting, my life was nothing more than being a puppet for the others.
But, no more! I will not be a toy, a plaything, a stupid bet any longer. Because it end now!
Those tapes, I hope will change their lives permanently. And they will know how I feel. They will know what I've been through and they will know what I lost through out the years. And they will know just how much I wish everything was different.
I eyed the bottle. I tilted my head and poured out all the pills, dropping them in to my mouth. Swallowing them hard, swallowing all those pain away.
I felt tears streaming down my face. I cried. My breath started to quicken as the pills were only half way down my throw. Instincts telling me to throw up. I ignored every response my body was giving. Telling me to stop. With great effort, I forced myself to swallow. My shaking hand went around my neck, strangling myself, impatient to get it done with.
After a while, I was suffocating, I couldn't breath. I remember gasping for air, my hands were still strangling my neck. My legs were kicking, fighting.
All of a sudden, everything just stopped.
It was over!
I couldn't see, hear or feel anything. All I remembered was being pulled in to the darkness.
Good Bye Boys and Girls!
Author's Corner: If any of you have a similar story to mine. Then, forgive me but I did not copy from other. This is my own idea. I am sorry if it is Übershort. And lastly read and review.