~Chapter 6~ Recovery

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In the white room, I see a large red button....Tempting, isn't it?
I walk over pressing it, hoping to get away from this room of hell!
I wake up in a hospital bed doctors surrounding me....looking relieved at the fact I was alive. I wasn't. I looked at my wrist, I never did get to see the failure I created....(It's a failure as I did not die).
It's been a day since I woke up from my coma. my mother nor sister has even text me. let alone ask if I'm okay and care about me in the slightest. they are keeping me in here because I'm on suicide watch.
----Time Skip-----
Soon I'm out with anti-depression drugs and a wish of good luck. I do my infamous fake smile and walk away. I walk past a bin and throw away the anti-depressants and I carried on till I get 'home'. I get in the door and my mum coos over me. I tell her to fuck off and lock myself in my room...still covered in blood. My blade....

My blade buddy and I are close.....too close. I need a name....



*Authors note:

need you guys to think of the name for the blade :D*





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