When All Else Fails (Mavin)

Chapter Twelve: 2nd (Sad) Ending

AN ~
Last chapter guys! I'd just like to say thank you for sticking around this long and I really hope you enjoyed this story! Also, please read the AN at the end as well, very important information there!

Chapter Twelve:
Second (Sad) Ending

After Michael left, I rethought life over, once again.

Why was I still living? What purpose do I have to this world? Yeah, I make people laugh, but other than that, what else do I do?

Nothing.

And that was the sad truth.

I looked at my wrists, seeing the cut marks slashed across my once flawless skin. I looked in my mirror, seeing the paleness of my once tanned face. I looked deeper, into my eyes. The sadness and will to kill myself replaced by my once bright and happy green eyes.

This was it.

Tonight was the night I was finally going to succeed in the one thing I've wanted from the start.

I shakily stood up, feeling a wave of nausea and dizziness sweep over me. I pulled on some jeans and a t shirt.

I brought out a piece of paper and a pen and began writing out my final words to the world.

A half hour later, I placed the letter on my bed. Geoff would probably find it in the morning. I was silently hoping Heidi wouldn't find it.

I walked over to my window and pulled it open. I stepped over the sill and began to lower myself down until my eye met something green and sparkly.

I locked my eyes on it and felt my heart skip a beat when I realized what it was.

I stopped for a moment and picked up the necklace Michael gave me all those years ago. I smiled slightly at it, loving that it was a present from my my lovely little Mi-cool.

I put it around my neck and made my way out the window.

I walked in silence to the bridge. The fall would defiantly be enough to kill me. And even if it wasn't, then I could just as easily suck in water and kill myself that way.

Upon arrival at the bridge, I felt my phone begin to vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out, noticing it was Michael calling me.

I debated for the few short moments I had if I wanted to pick up or not. If I did, he would probably try and talk me out of suicide. And maybe that would nice.

The reality of it crashed over me as I realized, once again, he was with Lindsay and would never love me the way I loved him.

I let it ring out.

I turned my phone off after and stepped onto the bridge. Just as usual, my entire life flashed before my eyes and I felt myself begin to start crying again.

All those times I spent with my friends in England. Even after I stopped hanging out with them because I was slowly falling into depression still came to mind.

Getting the job in America that changed my life for the better. Getting to be an Achievement Hunter seemed like the only thing at the time that was gonna pull me out of my depression.

Falling in love with Michael and wanting to spend every waking moment with him, even if he was yelling at me. No wonder he ran after I told him I loved him. He must be so disgusted by me now.

Trying to kill myself the first time and failing miserably. I silently hoped that after I jumped, I'd get to go right back to where I left off in my coma.