My Bullysitters

Copyright © "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words really hurt me. Keeping quiet and fake smiles are my specialties. With all the pain you cause me I just want to say I'm done. And oh, congratulations, I guess this means you've won."
All I wanted was to be happy, but I guess that was too much to ask for...


25. Done.

Katie's P.O.V


I ranted around my room, ripping things off the walls and knocking things off the shelves. My music was blasting through the speakers as I screamed along every now and then to Sleeping With Sirens.

I remembered the look on Niall's face when he found out I was interested in screamo and heavy metal bands, him thinking I only listened to up beat pop songs and fan-girled over boy band teenage heart throbs. I then sarcastically laughed as I thought of how much he really didn't know about me at all.

I grew tired of my rampage, eager for a more intense way to let my emotions out. I could have sworn I belonged in a mental institution as I began yelling to myself.

"Why am I such a fuck up? I honestly can't do anything right! Everyone I thought cared about me ends up abusing me. Niall hit me. Niall actually fucking hit me. Why did I even make him put up with me for fifteen years? He could of had it made! Fifteen years without a screwed up little sister. I don't have any friends, Liam's tried to rape me, my current boyfriend used to abuse me, how could I even think for one second that I was loved by anyone?!"

I then stomped into my bathroom, locking the door behind me. I looked myself in the mirror, disgusted by my reflection. "Everyone would be better off if I were gone." I said through gritted teeth. "Well, maybe I can at least do that right." I said with teary eyes.

I desperately dug through the drawers on the counter until I found one of my razors. I felt like a hypocrite as I placed it on my wrists, always telling myself in the past how this was never the answer.

I gasped loudly as I moved the blades across my skin, blood instantly dripping into the sink. The sight of the blood on the pale white surface instantly reminded me of my beating in my tub.

"I'm sorry, Liam." I said, walking over to the shower and turning on the cold water. "I should have the decency to clean up." I then sat beneath the freezing water, continuing the work with my blade.

I heard the sound of people shouting and my bathroom door being pounded on. Niall must of gotten worried when I didn't respond from my bedroom, that or mad that I didn't answer him.

"Katie, are you in there?" He asked, still knocking on my bathroom door.

I was about to lie and say I was actually showering when everything started moving in blurs. My eyes knitted together and the blade fell from my hand. The bathroom door then burst open, Niall seeming to rush into the bathroom in slow motion, the others joining.

I could tell Niall was shouting, but I couldn't hear anything but an annoying ringing sound. He was shaking my shoulders, but I couldn't feel his touch. I watched as Liam was ushering a teary eyed Harry out of my bathroom, Harry yelling something and trying to make his way over to me. Louis was on the phone, worry seeming to have overcome his face, and Zayn was now trying to help Liam, speaking to Harry and trying to push him back.

I honestly had no clue what was going on. My head was spinning and nothing seemed real. The annoying ringing sound had stopped and everyone was now gone. All that was there now was darkness, and I'd never felt so relaxed in my life.

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