She laid in her bed looking up at the ceiling feeling so numb, she had told Booth that she was in love with him and he said to her that he was in love with Hannah; she had never felt so humiliated in her life.

She had given her heart to the most important person in her world and he just rejected it. He had abandoned me, now there was no one else, who would really care if I met the same fate Lauren did.

I dragged by self to the kitchen to get some water but as I started pouring the water into a glass, the numbness feeling went to my hands. I instantly dropped the glass, and the water covered me and the glass shattered at my feet. I slowly sat on the floor and stared at the glass that covered my kitchen.

I wondered to myself what Lauren would've felt when she was stabbed; I pulled my top up and ran my fingers over my ribs. I found the eighth and ninth rib and spread my skin so I could see my ribs clearly.

I picked up a sharp piece of glass and jabbed it between my ribs, little speaks of blood went down my skin and noticed it wasn't enough. I pushed it in further and watched as my blood spilled from my body and covered my clothes. I pulled the glass out of me; I put my hands on my ribs and closed my eyes wanting to feel again.

A few hours passed and I decided to get off of the floor, as I walked to my bedroom I took of my bloody clothes and chucked them into the bin. I collapsed onto my bed letting my tiredness put me to sleep.

This is the start of my first story, please rate it and tell me what you think and if I should continue.