"Okay," I say. I truly don't care anymore. He has broken up with her a ton of time before and it always breaks her heart.
"What is up with you? You've been acting different," she asks while wiping the tears that were rolling down the cheeks.
"I'm tired of trying to get you to notice me, of faking how I feel, but mainly having to act like everything's okay and that I'm happy," I started saying that in a whisper and ended in a shout. I'm staring at my shoes. I can't look at her. I'm showing the real me. Broken. Depressed. Hopeless. Everything she has never seen me as.
"Why do you want me to notice you?"
"Because I love you and all you ever notice is Stan."
I look around to see if anyone else heard and realize we are the only people left in the hallway. I sneak a glance at her and when I see her I know it's a mistake.
"Bebe, I only liked you as a friend," see says putting emphasis on , she turns around and starts walking away without another word.
I feel the tears that I was fighting to keep back start to leak down my face. The further she away she gets the more my heart starts to shatter, and the more tears that stream down my cheeks.
Without thinking I start to run to my house.
~In her room~
"I can do this. I can do this. I can do this," I keep repeating.
When I get enough courage put the knife to my wrist, push down hard on it, and pull it across. Then, I start to feel the blood out of the slight.
~Time Skip~
I've been lying here for what feels like hours. My vision is almost completely black, now. When I hear the door downstairs open, and start to walk up the stairs. I try to see who it is, but my vision is almost all black. My door creaks open and I hear someone gasp then start running towards me.
"Bebe, oh my god. Please don't okay," I hear an angel's voice say just as I'm engulfed by the darkness and pass out.