Edward POV
I had my plan. It was perfect, infallible. I was going to die my hair a different colour, and get it styled differently at a hairdresser away from where anyone I know normally went; then, I would drive out into the outskirts of town, dump my car and call a taxi. I would get them to drop me off somewhere in the bush, and bush bash for a while, until I was certain that I couldn't be seen from the path. I would place the note I had pre-written in my pocket where it would be easily found. And then I would do it.
The note would read that I had done this to myself, and that even with their full efforts they weren't able to stop me from finally completing my goal. It would take a while before they realised it was me, after me disguising myself.
I would use the same method I had originally used, but this time no one would find me and be able to stop me; I had managed to acquire blades from the house, of course, without anyone noticing. The blood would flow freely from my veins, and I would relish in the pain and finality of it. It would finally be over...
The plan worked without a hitch.
Wow, I actually finished it!! Sorry if the ending is a bit disappointing, but at the moment it is it. I hope you all enjoyed my story, let me know what you think!
Until next time...
BfO