Broken (Jacksepticeye x Depressed Reader) **SLOW UPDATES**

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My vision was blurry and I felt as if I was as light as a feather. All I can remember was a razor and pain.. but so satisfying. Then I remembered Jack, the way he sounded concerned. Concerned for me. I was confused, no one has ever liked me. I was just the silly little girl who was bullied in high school, who was never loved by her parents. I was always just a waste of space and always will be. So what if I end it all now?
I slowly regained consciousness, my wrist was in a pool of scarlet. I ignored it and looked on the counter. The pills.. The razor.. I could just end it all now. I could. As if anyone would care if I died.
Would they? What is Jack was actually concerned? What if he likes you?
Who am I kidding? He's not concerned, he probably doesn't even like me. No one would care.
He will never love you.
Everyone hates you.
How could you even think of people liking you?
Your parents never loved you.
Your just a waste of space.
Just kill your self. Nobody will care.
Jack will never love you.
I grabbed the pills, pouring them all into my hand. I looked at them for a second, contemplating. I put them on the counter.
What about Lina?
Lina left you a long time ago. She never loved you, she wouldn't care.
But she calls twice a week, asking how you are.
Out of pity. She broke up with you for a good reason, because you mean nothing to her.
She only broke up with you because she can't do long distance relationships.
Nobody will ever love you. How could you think that Lina loved you?
Take the pills.
Don't take them!
Lina will never love me, neither will Jack. I took the razor off the counter, dragging it across my wrist. I screamed in agony, clutching myself. Blood was dripping down my arms.
The door of my apartment opened.
I grabbed the pills.
The footsteps were slow, but quickened when I screamed more.
I held the up to my face, looking at them.
The person opened the bathroom door.
I swallowed the pills.
It was Jack.