Don't Die, everyone will hate me!

Don't Die, everyone will hate me!

A Story by Babieegirl
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This is based on a true story.. well this is a true story. But some parts are not real.

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3 times. He knew this,too. Because he was the one who had kept me alive. 3 times. First with the cuts, a knife in my hand. second with the pills, which would've brought me to the hospital. Third, with a roof, where i would've made it like an accident.

But things were different now. He had hated me now. He said i had ruined his life and fucked up our relationship. That our relationship was broke because i didn't care.
But i did care. The truth was he did not want some clingy, girl for the rest of his life.
He no longer wanted me as his wife. He said he would propose one day.
now that day was gone, and because i loved him all too long..

So here we are, Instant Messaging on the computer, him yelling, me crying.
Pills on the side, and a drink on the other. I was ready this time.

Him: Just leave me alone! Just Leave!
ME: FINE. I'll JUST LEAVE THE WHOLE WORLD!!
Him: You do that, You'll just start more drama in this life. You'll make everyone hate me and leave and f**k me over. YOu want that?!
Me: You don't care about me! You care about what people will think of you!!
Him: That's right. I don't care! GO Ahead, Die then! GO kill yourself, B***h.

That was the end of it. I posted it on my website and then got ready to swallow the pills and go to sleep. But how could i?
I waited hours crying to myself and wondering how i could live with the fact that everyone will be so sad.. But who would be sad if i left?

Then someone broke down my door, Damn.. the last day i lived and i was getting robbed.
Then they broke down mine.. I screamed.

It was my cousins. They ran towards me and tackled me, crying into my arms and hugged me tightly, i began to cry too, crying to them.

"Please don't scare us like that! We love you!! We'll beat that guy's a*s, okay?! Just don't leave us, baby.." They cried with me for hours. Girls and guys.


I was saved for the 4th time. And for the last time.

© 2011 Babieegirl


Author's Note

Babieegirl
The real conversation you can read here: http://babieegirl.tumblr.com/post/4487239182
Anyways, they did tell me to stay here, but they did not come to my house. they aimed me and called me and they told me not to do it. I love them for that.

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The only difference between this story and the remnants of stories about those who don't survive, is that you hesitated just long enough to hear the people who care for you call out to you. Those that succeed only hear the words from the grave after it's too late to undo what's done. I often wonder if it's possible to experience eternity with that kind of regret? Not wanting to find the answer to that pondering has kept me alive a long time. Funny, what reaches us and what doesn't. So glad you got to actually hear it from your loved one. Great share.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This was a completely sad story...I would have kicked that guy's pathetic a*s for what he said to you. People like that you should just ignore...Guys can be such jerks, but this is why sometimes we need not to pay attention to them...I'm glad you were saved. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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