Sorry if this is a bit short, I will be uploading the next chapter soon :)
CHAPTER 4
Hazel's Mom's POV
I took the card from the mantle piece that HE got me, and I opened it. In big marker pen, I written a note to my baby Hazel, crying. I then took the kitchen knife I use to cut up their Sunday roast, and bring it to my wrists. I'm crying out waterfalls, almost screaming because of what I'm about to do. Everything reminds me of them, my dear family. Goodbye. I cut my skin in multiple lines, a bloody criss cross pattern. My blood drips out onto the wooden floor, I do the same with my other wrists, and even my legs. I'm crying as I feel myself slowly slipping away. Away from this cruel cruel world.
Augustus's POV
I hear the ringing of the microwave. "Nachos are done, Hazel Grace!" I call down to my room, but I get no answer. I have the suspicion she's fell asleep in my room, again. I get the nachos out and pour them in a cool bowl. I then proceed to walk down the steps to my room when I realise the lifeless figure at the bottom of them. I drop the bowl on the floor and it smashes, sending pieces of pottery and nachos everywhere. I run down to Hazel, and realise I'm doing it again, holding a limp body in my hands, screaming their names. I grab her nubs, and quickly stick them in her nose. I'm rocking her, hitting her face gently. Before I know it, my parents have called an ambulance, And they're telling me to let go of her. Carefully, I hand her over, and they rush her out. I don't even have to ask, my dad is already in the car, ready to once again drop me off at the hospital.