18. what have i become...
I ran from Niall's house. this was getting out of hand. I ran home to find it empty - my grandpa was back in hospital. I am not gonna see him... I need to be alone for a bit... I ran upstairs to my room and unscrewed my pencil sharpener. I took the blade and let it paint my freezing arms. I looked in the mirror and threw my shoe at it causing it to break. It shattered and the reflective pieces fell to my floor. A small part landed further away then the rest. I picked it up and looked down at my horrid, ugly reflection. I felt my tears spill down off of my eye lashes. I was alone and slowly dying.
I may or not have broken into her house... ok I did. I walked slowly and quietly along the squeaky floorboards. I got to her room and looked through the gap between the door and the wall. I peeked in to see her. she was standing with a pieces of broken mirror in her hand. Her arm looked like it had been scratched to pieces and her beautiful eyes welling up with tears.
" Little piece of mirror, too small for everyone else to notice, cast aside, worthless just know I care for you although you show me what I don't wish to see, know that your not.." She paused took a breath and let another tear slip before finishing with " Forgotten" her sigh was short and her tears spilled out.
" First my parents die, the bully makes me fall for him then I lose the guy I thought I loved because he turned into the bully.... Niall I needed you, Zayn.... I loved you!" My heart fell, my mouth dropped. I was the worst person alive. she was too perfect. I...I began to cry silently.
I stood with my back leaning on the wall, facing my head to the roof with my hand on my heart. I sighed deeply then looked back. she had a thick looped rope and she was standing on a chair. She tied the rope to the ceiling and my heart dropped as she tied the rope around her neck. she put out her foot and began to step forward...
im gonna really annoy you guys :)