Confusion raced through her mind. The other life was just an action away. She didn’t want to be here anymore and she was ready to leave. She was tired of always getting hurt; nothing could be worse than the life she was living. Sure, there were people who loved her, but she didn’t love herself enough to stay here. All of the pain would stop with just one or two strokes of the blade against her wrists. Tristyn picks up the phone and dials a number she has dialed everyday for the past two years.“Hey girl!” Wendy says as she answers the phone.“Hey.” replies Tristyn.“I’m gonna have to call you back; I’m on the other line.”“No, it’s alright. Just one question…how do you slit your wrists? Is it sideways or up and down?”“I did it sideways, but you are supposed to do it up and down on the main artery.”“Alright, bye.”She hangs up the phone and sits for a minute. Everything would be so much easier if I just weren’t here anymore. I wouldn’t have to see her everyday and know that I can’t have her. Will everyone understand that I had to do this? I hate to hurt people but I just can’t take this pain anymore. I just hope that everyone understands, but at least I won’t be here to hear everyone talking about how stupid I was to take my life. They just don’t understand. Emili walks into the room and looks at the girl she used to love.“You can’t do this Tristyn! I’ll call the cops right now!” says Emili.“The cops aren’t going to do *censored* to me! Just go pack your stuff and leave me alone!! You don’t care anyway!” Tristyn shouts.All Tristyn can do is lay on the couch and cry. She prays that her mom can understand why she had to do this. She doubts that she will.Tristyn lies on the tan nubuck leather couch her mom bought her and reflects on he...
