True life of frerard

Frank left early tonight, he said he was tired and needed to fix some things. Then he left. I sat there staring at the forming scars that cut deep into my wrists making them look like tiger stripes, I knew I was meant to die. And that's what I was going to do! I laid on my hard bed and cried, sobbing making my pillow wet and cold. "Why?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs in between the cries of pain and tears streaked through my voice. I pulled out the stitches one by one making them re-open and bleed once again. It felt good because now...I was the one in control. I grabbed a piece of paper from my sketch book frank bought over and grabbed my pen. After I scribbled a few words down re-reading my messages I instantly went cold, did I want to do this?

To my precious Frankie,
Im really sorry for all the pain I've put you through, but I think this is best off. I can't hurt you anymore and I'm getting no where in life! Please don't cry for me I'm not worth your tears because this isn't your fault and don't ever think that!!
Your the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, when I first lay my eyes on you I knew it was love...but I just feel so numb...why?! I'm sick of crying in the shower where you can't hear and have to pretend that I'm ok. I think all I needed was a hug?
lots of love geebear
XØX
~End Of Note~

i knew it was real this time. I just had to. I placed the note by my side and swallowed all the pills by my desk beside me, the realisation hit me, I didn't want to die...
I guess it was a little too late. I had enough time to press the emergency button before hitting my head on the bed and passing out, again.

Notes

This will be the last sad chapter for a while I promise!! Maybe in the next chapter or two I'll make it really smutty?!
~JadeWay XØ