Hey my fanfic fans! :D Here is a new story I've been waiting to write, I just haven't had the time, or ideas! Please review, tell me if I should continue!
I'm your normal teen, bullying is lethal, but who cares, right? Ugh, I do... I was in FACS class that day...A glass shattered on the ground, making a big disaster area. The bullies, lethal and mean, pushed me, sending me falling into the glass. Now, if you know me, you know I'm suicidal... I've tried to kill myself so many times... I have blonde hair, having light blue eyes, my mom tells me they're pretty...
Anyway, I'm a bomb, I feel as if I'll go off anytime. All I remember was the pain from the many shards of glass in my body. I passed out from loss of blood, but before I passed out, I saw a blur of a figure in the window...The only thing I heard was laughs and screams of panic.
I woke up in a hospital, oxygen on, with an IV in my arm. I looked to my left, seeing my parents asleep on a couch in my room. I looked around my body, seeing the many scabs from all the glass being in those places. A movement catches my eye, a light blue curtain by the door waved a bit.
"H-Hello?" I said, scared.
I realized I was wearing a hospital gown...Worst thing to wear in front of a stranger, or a possible thief or killer...
They chuckled darkly, "Ya caught me..." They said, coming out.
My eyes widened, and I stared in horror...I was face to face with the most insane person ever...
"J-Jeff...the Killer..." I said shakily, scared out of my mind.
He chuckled, "Did you see the makeover I gave your parents?" He grinned, sending a shiver down my spine.
I looked at my parents, seeing their 'makeover'. Tears welled up, their necks were slit, and smiles were cut into their face. I looked back at Jeff.
"Huh, so you know my name?" He said, getting on top of me, I simply nodded.
He let out a laugh of a manic, putting his lethal knife to my throat, "Any last words?" He offered, grinning.
"Do it," I choked out, wanting so bad to die.
All my life I wanted to kill myself, but I was a coward. I'd never do it, now he was offering me death, and I wasn't going to pass up such an opportunity...
He looked confused, "You want this? What? No cries for help? No pleading?" He growled.
I shook my head, "Yea, I want it. Just fucking kill me," I said.
"No," he laughed, getting off, "Instead, you'll be my little experiment..." he said, putting something in my oxygen.
"What're you...?" I slurred, feeling sleepy.
The last thing I heard was, "Go to sleep..." Being whispered into my ear, then everything went black.
Cliffhanger! Should I continue?! Review! Until next time! :D
