Let Me Fall, Let Me Break
Script walks down the streets of town staring at the ground with her ears folded back. She hasn’t been able to open up lately to her friends fully and she felt like there was a monster inside of her slowly killing her from the inside.
She’s been able to hold on for a few months now but today she’s been hanging on by a thread. She finally decided she was going to end her pain tonight. She had everything she needed. Nothing was going to stop her this time.
“I don’t want to be saved this time…” She whispered to herself.
She couldn’t take it anymore. She’s finally breaking because she’s been unable to fully explain what’s been going on. She can’t take the monsters inside of her anymore.
“If I surrender to the monsters in me, will it finally set me free…?”
She approached her front door as she walked inside, shutting the door behind her. She doesn’t see any point in holding on anymore. She felt like nopony cared if she existed or not. Nopony knew how much pain she was in, they’re not her, so they don’t exactly understand what it’s like.
She’s so sick of her friends telling her she should just stay and give it another try. They were just lying to her when they said they’d miss her.
“If you guys could see under my skin, you’d realize why I don’t like to share my problems with others… why I don’t wanna win my fight…” She muttered. “If you guys could see the abuse I went through and spent a day in my shoes, you would understand…”
She walked over to her desk pulled out a piece of paper and a quill and began to write a note.
Script Singer walked over to her coltfriend’s house tears streaming down her face. She opened the mailbox and left the envelope inside. She then walked back to her house and went into her room. She walked over to her nightstand and opened the drawer, a bottle of pills rolling around inside. She picked up the bottle of pills, staring at it for a moment.
“No more second chances, there’s nothing left to say…” Script whispered. She then opened the bottle of pills and took the entire bottle.
She then layed herself on her bed and shut her eyes for the last time.
Author's Note
WARNING: The following chapter deals with overdosing. If you wish to skip it, feel free.
Say Goodbye
Jaded walked over to his mailbox, levitating his mail beside him as he walked back inside, taking a sip of his morning coffee. He shut the door behind him as he sorted through his mail.
“Bills, bills, more bills…” He mumbled to himself. He then saw something with his name on it, written in Script’s hoofwriting. “That’s weird, usually she just tells me stuff.” He shrugged it off and opened up the envelope.
Dear Jaded. It read.
I’m so sorry… I’m sorry I’m not strong enough… I’m sorry I’m not good enough…I’m sorry for everything…I’m so sorry…I can’t handle this pain anymore…
I’ve been struggling for years now… and I haven’t been able to fully open up… So trust me when I say, it’s better for me like this… I don’t like it when people know when I’m struggling, cause then they just baby me and try to help when they just make everything worse…
I’m sorry I’m going through with this, I know it’s so selfish of me to do this to everypony… I just don’t see anything good in my life anymore… My trauma just keeps overtaking me… I promise I tried, I really did but one day I just woke up and snapped…
There used to be days when I thought I was okay, or at least I was going to be… We’d be hanging out somewhere and everything would just fit right and I would think it would be okay if it can just be like this forever but of course, nothing can ever stay just how it is forever…
I never wanted to hurt anypony, so please forget about me… find another marefriend… someone who’s better… someone who deserves you… someone who’s not broken…
This is what I want, so please don’t be sad… I know I’ve said that multiple times before, but I beg of you not to be sad… just remember that none of this was your fault….
Thanks for taking me out to the concerts for our favorite band, I enjoyed them… It was amazing to meet our favorite singer and bond with them through our pain…
I’m sorry, but there’s nothing left for me to say… other than I’m so sorry for my choice… Lay me down with all these memories and let them burn and watch me fade… This victim I’m becoming, I can’t even recognize…
Jaded dropped the letter and burst out of the door, not even bothering to close it behind him. He rushed over to Script’s house.
“Please, don’t tell me you’re gone, love… Please…” He whispered to himself.
He finally approached her house, frantically knocking on the door. “Script, it’s me please open the door!”
No answer…
Jaded teleported himself inside, frantically looking everywhere for his marefriend. He walked to her bedroom and opened the door shocked at what he stared at.
He found Script laying down on her bed, her coat pail. “Script…” He muttered walking up to her. He gently shook her, praying she was just asleep. “Script, wake up…” She didn’t move. “Script, please…” He picked her up into his arms and held her tightly, her body limp. He then let out an anguished scream as he finally realized she was gone.
Suddenly, somepony teleported inside, but Jaded didn’t care. “Jaded, what’s going-”
Jaded turned to find Lotus Moon in the room. He looked at her with tears in her eyes. Lotus let out a gasp in shock as the tears flowed down her cheeks. “No…” She whimpered.
“She’s gone…” Jaded sobbed. “I wasn’t there to stop her…”
Lotus walked up to Jaded, giving him a tight hug.
