TITLE: Living for No One; Living for Everyone
SUMMARY: I used to be nice. Then, my best friend "died" and I took a turn for the worst. Drugs, alcohol; you name it, I did it. I even tried suicide. But, for some reason, I never died. I guess the universe hated me more than I hated myself... Boy, was I wrong.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: So, this is my first REAL story. I have used for years, but this is the first time I have ever come up with an original story line. Please check out my FanFiction account! It's under the same username! Anyway, please enjoy the story, and don't forget to REVIEW! ^_^ Also, this is the first time I've written with an unhappy plot. My stories are usually pretty happy, so no flames if it's terrible.
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Prologue
The knife rested on the bathroom sink. I looked at my reflection in it. I was disgusted with myself.
I screamed at myself mentally. "Look at yourself! You're stupid, and idiot, and the world doesn't even know! If only they knew what you had done…"
Minutes passed. I just looked more deeply into the knife, hoping for a chance; something to give me a lifeline. But I knew it was pointless. No one even cared. Everything that happened wrong in my life, no one cared about it. I tore through it, all alone.
I picked up the knife. A fist suddenly pounded on the bathroom door. "Hurry up, you little weasel! I need to crap!" It was Dave, my mother's husband. She remarried a month ago, two weeks after my father died. Dave was always drunk. He was a monster…
Hearing his voice only made me tighten my hand on the knife. I whispered, "No… Leave…" I shot my other hand out, towards the door, and it locked under my command.
He was a monster…but, so was I.
I slowly brought the knife up to my neck.
"No one cares… I deserve to die… I'm a freak! Just look what I have done to Pierce…"
A single tear swept down my face, as I dragged the knife across my neck.
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AUTHOR'S NOTES: I know, it was really short, and probably not that good, but I don't intend this to be a great story just yet. Please review! If it's bad, say it's bad.