I'm sitting on the bathroom floor just watching the blood drip down my wrist. I want to die! No one in this world needs me! Not Kyle! Not Carl! Not even Caitlyn! They'll survive without me. I know they will. I grab my knife again, putting it up to my neck. "Kenzi open up!" I hear a familiar voice say. "Kenzi please!" I know who it is now. "I'm not worth it Kyle! Go away!" I yell with the knife still at my throat. "Don't do this! Don't give up!" He says.
Why doesn't he just go away? "LEAVE ME ALONE!" I scream. "NO! I'M NOT GOING TO LEAVE YOU ALONE! GET OUT OF THAT BATHROOM! NOW KENZI!"
Wow. What the hell. I slowly get up and watch as more blood drips down my wrist. I unlock the door without opening it. I turn around and go to the toilet and sit down.
Kyle opens the door obviously knowing that I unlocked it. He looks down and sees my knife and blood all over the floor. "Kenzi you didn't."
I put my hands on my face "I'm sorry." I whisper. I feel him grap my wrist. "Why? Why do you care so much? I'm not worth caring for." I say looking up. "Goddammit! I'm not worth it!" I yell. I yank my wrist back.
"But Kenzi, you are worth it! You're my everything! I love you! Don't you know that? You're everything to me. I care more than anything in the world! Please stop doing this!"
I look at the door to see Carl standing there with tears coming down his face. "What'd you do Kenzi. WHAT'D YOU DO!" Carl yells running away.
"I-I'm sorry. I-I want to die. Nobody cares. NOBODY!" I yell.
"I care." I hear Kyle say right before I black out.
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Dead abuse
FanfictionKenzi is a girl who is sexually abused by her father, John, and physically abused by her boyfriend, Josh. Will she survive? She, her boyfriend, and father, recently came across the prison. There's a group there. It's safe.
