Trapped

Suicide Mission

(Jasmine's POV)

I was coming home from Taco Bell when I got a text from my best friend.

"Hey babe, wanna Luke me at six?" The text read. I smiled. I knew my best friend J.J. called me babe, and I knew he was joking around, but my parents didn't. My step dad looked back at me from the front passenger seat.

"Why are you smiling? Who are you texting?" He asked me.

"A friend," I replied and started to type back to J.J. My step dad reached back and snatched my phone from my hands.

"Who's J.J.?" My step dad asked me.

"He's my friend now give it back!" I started to get angry with him. Ever since my mum met him, he's gotten on my nerves. He started to go out of J.J.'s messages and looked through my others. I started to have a panic attack. I don't know why, there was nothing on there that would get me in... oh crap! The other text from my ex boyfriend Bryer! Bryer always says things that should not be said.

I hated panic attacks. They made me feel like I was dying.

"Give it back!" I shouted louder, feeling like I was having a heart attack.

"Shut up! I am your father and I will look through your messages when I want to!" He yelled back.

"You are not my father!" I yelled and started to crying from so much pain. I felt nauseous and like I was gonna puke. My mum pulled the car over. I swung the car door open and started to run.

"Jasmine get back here this instant!" My mum yelled to me.

"No!" I screamed. I stumbled and fell to the ground. I tried to get up but collapsed. I put one hand on the ground to prop myself up, then held my hair back with the other. I puked. My head was spinning. I felt someone grab the back of my shirt and snatch me up.

"What the heck were you thinking?" I saw it was my step father. I couldn't speak. I put up my hands in defense just in case he decided to give me a beating. He dragged me to the car and threw me in.

"We are taking you to the hospital young lady!" he screamed at me. He got in the car and slammed the door shut. We sat in silence as they drove me there.

(Nicholas's POV)

It was on a dark Sunday night. My best friend, Scott, was standing right next to me chopping wood. My brother, James, was inside taking a nap with his music blaring. My sister, Samantha, was talking to her boyfriend on the phone. They were disgusting! My mum and her boyfriend were watching a movie on the tv. Scott got a text that my girlfriend was cheating on me with, my best friend Max. Scott told me and I got furious. Like the beast I am, I ran into the woods screaming. I stayed out there for at least two or three hours, then I came back inside.

I grabbed my shiny blue razor and saw that there was no blade, I ran into my dirty room and found my grandfather's freshly sharpened knife. So I decided "If she didn't love me, who could?" Then I started cutting myself furiously. The next day I had the thought of killing myself. I went to sleep thinking of the ways I could execute my thoughts. The next morning, I decided to hang myself. That was the night of the full moon. I was at my mum's house. My ex had came over with her family. I was wandering around the woods when my dad called me in.

We started to walk upstairs. My dad told my ex that he needed to say something about me.

"If you tell her, I'll kill myself," I told him. He went on with it anyway because he didn't think I had the guts to kill myself. He told her and she laughed at me. So I decided to go on with killing myself. I went to my room, got out my fishing line and opened the window and climbed out without leaving a trace. I started running to my building. As I started running there were hot tears streaming down my face.

I got to the building and saw a few boards that I could tie the fishing line to. So that's exactly what I did. As I was tieing I thought of my little brother, I started crying harder. I really wanted to see him grow up. I said in my mind, maybe he will do better without one brother. I went on with it. I succeeded. Somehow, the doctor's revived me. When they revived me, I stayed there for a while.