Broken Pieces
*Warning - Suicide*
"Nebula, you have to help me. You have to please. I can't do this anymore, I can't. This life is too much I just can't anymore." You would cry and cry as you get tortured even more.
Thanos had caught you sneaking around with Nebula a couple of years ago and threw you in your own person hell of a jail cell. Nebula isn't allowed to visit she can only watch from the camera footage that's connected to a tv.
"Kill me, I've been here I don't know how long, I don't even know what day it is Neb. It hurts, this life hurts and I can't do it anymore." You'd say as you begin to panic.
This would happen everyday but today was different to all of the days from the last 6 years that you'd been in the jail cell with no real bed only a thin blanket and flat pillows, with no toilet only a bucket that got changed each day, and the garbage food that you would have twice a day.
But today was different you didn't say a word you just sat there looking at the camera that was recording you.
Each day the camera would turn off at a certain time and you could tell from the red light that was always on when recording.
So today when that light went off you knew you only had a couple of minutes to grab your bed sheets and wrap it around your neck as tight as you could.
When everything went black you knew you had finally done it you had finally survived the hell that you called jail.
You were free, free from the life that Thanos sentenced you to.
But what no one told you was that Thanos had killed Nebula 6 years ago and you were talking to yourself all those years.
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