Hey guys in this, you will be your crushes girlfriend but very suicidal. You always think he doesn't love you. Also, people tell you things that make you suicidal. Enjoy.....

~your pov ~

'he doesn't love me.....'

These are the thoughts that go through my head because of them.

I walk down the halls at the end of the day. They are the ones that make me this way. Speaking small things that get me worked up.... They think I can't hear it.

"You don't deserve him..."
 
" He deserves better"

"Die in a pit alone, nasty thing."

As I get home, I make up my mind. I will kill myself and make them happy.

I grab a paper and pen, sitting a my desk. I begin to write a death note to c/n.

              Dear C/n,
I am sorry. I feel like this is too much. I know you don't care. I know you hate me. Is this why you are never around? You don't understand how many tears have fell because of you. When you don't message me back, don't hug back, talk to me, even look at me. I feel as if you don't like me.'

I slow to a stop while writing. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. I sighed as tears fell. I continued writing.

'.... I am happy to say that I will no longer be a burden to you. Or anyone. How? I won't be here. You won't have to see me at all. No one will speak of me. I will barely be of memory. Don't worry. I'm not gonna be sorry. I know no one will miss me. It's ok though I just want you to be happy. I really hope you know. I love you.
                   Love, Y/n

I let tears fall as I reread the note. I smile as I realize it is all true.

I get in my phone and text C/n.

Y/n: hey, u up?
C/n: yes y?
Y/n:I just wanted to say good bye.
C/n: what do you mean.
Y/n:I love you. Just know. Don't visit me when I go.
C/n: Y/N?! I AM COMING OVER DON'T DO ANYTHING TO YOURSELF!😰

I cut my wrist and thigh.
'1.....2.....3....4...5..'
5 cuts.

"Heh. This is nice...." I say as I feel myself bleeding out slowly.

I hear my door open, along with footsteps. I laid the note on top of me as I laid down.

'this is it....'

C/n bursts into my room.

"Y/n? Y/n!!!! W-what did you do??? Don't leave me! It's o-"

C/n was cut off by the note. He/she picks it up with a shaky hand, and reads it. I could see the tears.forming in his/her eyes.

"N-no.... Y/n I do love you. Don't think this. All those people are just jealous. You don't need to die.... You are not a burden! I love you with all my heart and soul has to give!"

Tears burst from his/her eyes. He/she grabs my hand and calls 911.

"N....no..... C/n.... Don...don't c....call them....." I say as my breath slows.

" But i-i have to... I can't let y-you die..... "

I hear sirens outside. I sigh as I squeeze his hand gently.

"Tell th.....them I want to die..... I do..don't need to... Be here........ I... Love....you.... Reme...remember that...." I smile as I breathe my last breath...

I pass right there. I'm front of the love of my life.

~C/n pov ~

'y/n is gone'

I hold her/his body close and cry in her chest.

"I love you Y/n...."

The paramedics rush in and take her/him from me.

"C/n C/l/n, are you alright?"

I look up with tears in my eyes.

To be continued.

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