Killer Thoughts

by Arutachi Tsuruada

She thinks she is alone. She had tried to kill herself. She will try again. All she wants is love, a family to call her own. And what she doesn't know, is that she wants him.

4. Pop

I was stalling. I knew it, but I had no idea why.

"Please..." I goaded myself taking the sharpened knife out of my coat pocket. 'Try, try now...' I thought, near desperation. I wanted this, didn't I?

Yes.

I felt the point of the knife next to my skin and a rush of adrenaline went through me. I pressed down hard, and felt the knife respond to my wrist in a hateful way. I cut deeper, knowing I had already cut through my vein.

It was almost done.

I took the knife in my other hand, covered in dark red blood, the same hand that already was losing strength, and I cut down just as hard on my right wrist. I felt the most sickening 'pop' again that signaled that I had cut through the other vein, and I sighed. I layed down fully on the bench, and waited until I blacked out.

'I-I did it. Finally...'

And then everthing was black. The color of darkness. The color that is the end of everything.

And I was grateful.