I flickered open my sherbet-pink eyes. I sat up and held my head in my hands. Uggh~I feel so dizzy! Ahh,that's right! Ayato-kun drank my blood yesterday. A sigh full of despair escaped my plump,pink lips. Am I really just a blood bag to them..? Why,God? Why me? What have I done wrong in life? What did I do to deserve this..?
I dropped to my knees and cried,pouring all the emotions I had bottled up,out. Why?! WHY?! Why am I being abused? I lost my self-respect. What else?! I'm just being put down. I'm just being treated like I'm a piece of trash. Am I really that worthless? Tears stained my cheeks.
I stood up. My legs were still wobbly,but I managed to walk towards my black nightstand. I pulled out the drawer,only to reveal a silver,beautiful knife.
My lips curled into a small smile. Tonight,at midnight,I'll commit my grand action. I took out the knife and hid it inside my school blazer. I glanced at the clock that hung above my dresser. It read,11:45. We didn't have school today since it was Saturday. Now,I only fifteen minutes left,right?Hmm,I'll start by packing up my clothing. And by writing a note explaining why I committed that.
I sighed once more and started to work.
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The Suicidal Bride
Короткий рассказAll she wanted was to die... She was tired of how she was treated... Getting her blood sucked,getting raped and harassed,and getting looked down because she was a "mortal;a human." She didn't want revenge.. She was too pure like a dove to have those...
