No Don't Kill Urself Ur So Novels & Stories

"You can't kill me. You can't kill me." "I'm not gonna die. I'm not gonna die." Breathe in one two three four five Breathe out one two three four five Breathe in one two three four five Breathe out one two three four five Breathe in one two three four five Breathe out one two three four five

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"Do it Eyshana....do it...end him...end everything, your pain, your misery....shoot him Eyshana....SHOOT HIM...KILL HIM....END HIM EYSHANA.....KILL HIM" BANG!!!!!!

I shove it toward my mouth, my entire body screaming for relief…for silence…for control. Then his voice slices through the haze. Closer now. “Don’t,” Alaric says sharply. I freeze, pill halfway to my lips. What the hell is he talking about? Why is he telling me not to take it? I clearly need it. I’m falling apart, and he’s trying to stop me? He steps forward. “You can’t take that. It’s filthy. It touched the floor.” My hand shakes harder. “I don’t care,” I whisper.

"I can't live without you, I don't care about anyone else- I just want you. I need you," "That's not true, you can and you will gone without me," She says. "So what! So what huh? so I can be miserable bitter bastard for the rest of my life- knowing I could've ended my pain!" I shout and she flinches. "Fuck," I shut my eyes. "I'm sorry," "Don't you dare kill yourself Mr. Don't you dare- you won't ever see my again. You have to go on with life! I'm not that important, you can go on!"

And please don't forget to take care your family and yourself too. #Tbc

DON'T TRUST ANYONE. 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜!!!

Then, the absurdity of the whole situation caught up to me. "Right," I muttered, breaking the spell as I grabbed my tote bag and slung it over my shoulder. "Because you're such an altruistic protector. You're doing this out of the goodness of your heart, not because you need me to pass Sociology so Richard doesn't pull your trust fund."

Scarlett “I’m sorry…” I started crying, my voice breaking as I rubbed my palms together desperately, still crouched on the floor. Tears streamed down my face, hot and fast. “I never meant to act that way. Please do not kill me,” I begged, sobbing hard. “I promise that nobody will hear of this that happened today. Just… just let me be. Please.”

Please. Just stay alive.