blood

/blʌd/

Noun

the red liquid that circulates in the arteries and veins of humans and other vertebrate animals, carrying oxygen to and carbon dioxide from the tissues of the body.

Also you need tissues and knifes...I'm sorry don't hate me

Warning : Descriptive Suicide.

Don't read if you are touch to this subject. Instead just email me or private message me and I will give you a short summary on whats happened.

Adding onto that note, if you are thinking anything suicidal then please talk to someone, it can be anyone, a friend, family, teacher. Anyone you trust. Including myself.

You are worthy.

You are loved.

You are noticed.

"You have Nine incoming voicemails. One:

Hey, It's belle...baby I hope you're okay..you haven't answered the phone in ages and I'm scared...call me back please...please.

Two:

Amira, Amira It's Maria...you haven't come to school in nearly a month...we are all worried...I'm trying to get your address but I can't seem to find it..call me back please.

Three:

Amira, where are you? Listen baby I need to know you're okay...your mum says your sleeping every time I come over...I'm your best friend don't shut me out.

Four:

Hey, It's Lorenzo...I heard what happened and It's been nearly a month..I hope you're good Amira. I'm here if you want to talk.

Five:

Amira, I miss you come back please. Maria.

Six:

Amira, I'm worried now. I'm coming over..why aren't you answering the phone!

Seven:

Amira please answer the phone, I left you hundred of messages...Belle.

Eight:

Amira It's Belle again...listen I'm here for you...if you need to talk to anyone please call me..

Nine:

"Princess."

My head raises from the couch at the first sound of his voice in months.

"Nearly a months. I've been trying to text you over and over but you're not answering. I texted belle but she said she hasn't heard from you...princess please answer the phone...I'm sorry for hurting you..I'm trying to visit but your mum kicks me out..I deserve it...I'm sorry for breaking my promise."

I switched of my phone as I stared at the couch, the couch where I could've told him everything.

Nobody was home, I stumbled towards my room and locked the door. I ripped of my clothes and opened my bathroom door. I look in the mirror as I switch on my bath, allowing it to flow with water. I pulled open my draw and take out a razor blade with a sharp point.

I notice the bath watering as I settle inside the cold water, my breaths were hitching all over the place as I began slowly cutting my wrist with blade. Every painful word said to me was one cut. After doing a few cuts I throw the blade and close my eyes slowly devouring myself in the water.

I'm sorry Keira...for giving up.

"She hasn't been to school in one month, she hasn't been answering the phone, my text, my calls, I visited her so many times her window was always closed and her mum never let me in. What the fuck did you do?" Belle shouted before Maria tried pulling her back, the entire hallway was looking at us but I didn't really care. At the moment I held my phone in my hands waiting for Amira to answer.

"SHE WAS SCARED AS WELL! SHE HAS FUCKING CANCER, SHE NEEDED YOU AND YOU LEFT. YOU LEFT HER, SHE-SH-she cared for you...god she probably even loved you...but you're too selfish...selfish you are fucking selfish...do you not think that she tried telling you but she was scared for you to leave her like her friend did. Her friend passed away from cancer, you left her...do you know what that did to her?" Belle said, her finger pointing in my face. I saw the anger that left her eyes. she cared for her. I did a stupid mistake which costed me someone I deeply had feelings for.

"She never trusted anyone as much as she did to you...I know you were scared and hurt that she kept it from you but-but you have to understand it from her point of view." Two entire months, two entire months and I haven't even seen her face. I was told what happened and what my ex did to her. "She cried everyday...her mum told me she would cry in her sleep...she's a sensitive person and what you did was not needed."

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I stood outside of her house wanting to check up on her, I knew what I did was bad. I know what I did was a shit thing to do. I was scared of getting myself attached with Amira only for her to leave me.

I walk towards the pathway and notice the door was open, pushing it slightly as it creaks, I see water all over the stairs. "AMIRA!" I shout rushing up the flooded stairs.

I notice the water was coming from her bedroom as I pulled down the handle only to find it locked. "AMIRA! AMIRA OPEN THE DOOR!" I shout as I slam my shoulder against it only for it not to open. "AMIRA!" I step back grabbing onto my hair before I kick open the door and it breaks slightly. I kick it open once more causing the wood to demolish.

I run into her room and see her nowhere to be found. My heart races as I look towards her bathroom door. Blood leaked on the floor and I never ran towards a door so fast in my life. The handle was open as I my eyes widen at the view in front of me.

Blood everywhere. I grab my phone and call the ambulance on loud speaker. "911-"

"I NEED AN AMBULANCE, 77 WEST SATURN GARDENS. NOW!" I shout as I rip of my jacket and grab her lifeless body from the bath tub, the blood crashed onto the ground. There was no sign of clear water. It was just crimson. I dragged her onto the ground. "Sir there's an ambulance on Its way-"

"AMIRA!" I shout as I rest her body on my chest, I grabbed onto her body and began doing CPR as fast as I could. "AMIRA! Come on please." I shout as my hands continue pressing down on her naked body. I bend my mouth towards her blocking her nose before breathing in. After doing a few more times she doesn't wake up. I rush my hands towards her head passing it close to my own.

"AMIRA! AMIRA OH MY GOD...Oh my...there's blood everywhere." I hear Belles voice erupt from behind me, she rushes towards us. Tears fell from her eyes.

"Amira please...please wake up..." Deciding to keep doing CPR, there was no response. No response. Her closed eyes would never open again. All because of me. I bite my tongue, trying to hold the tears that threatened to leave my eyes. And that's when I can't hold them back. First, one small crystal bead escapes from my right eye.

I can feel the warmth, sliding down my cheek, and rolling off my chin. Then another. And another. Until my eyes flood with them, coming like a rainfall. Sniffing every ten seconds, they fall, and fall, and I let them.

"Amira...Amira please wake up...please wake up...I'm here...I'm here Amira.." Belle cried as she brought her bloody body against her clothes. Her hands stroked her hair, "I told you not to leave me...wake up please..." Belle whispered bringing Amira's lifeless hands near her mouth.

Belle lets go of Amira's hands and it falls to her side, I was scared Amira was going to leave me but not this quick and not like this. We hear the sirens go of and Belle rushes away crying towards the ambulance.

I look down at her lifeless body. Her brown eyes were no longer showing or gleaming with sadness nor happiness. She was just lying there turning pale.

She was dead.