An explanation statement will follow immediately after this, so stay tuned to the main for it. But yes…there’s this. While this hurt like hell, I still have to thank Andrea and Sha for their help in this idea. Okay…one last thing; trigger warning for death. And here we go;
“I’ve got it. I’m going to leave now, I’ll call you when I get into New York, I promise. I’ll be fine, okay? Okay, I love you too.”
Maybe I meant it more than the people here did.. You never know. How can you not think of me as a stupid bitch? That’s all I am. I just gave you up like it was nothing.. Then you went and tried to kill yourself.. so.. I don’t know. If you ask me, I think I’m a stupid bitch.
Sure, sure, I believe that. Maybe you are a stupid bitch. A stupid, selfish, bitch, but if you want the honest-to-God truth, Ashley, I only think you’re a stupid,selfish bitch when I’m having a bad day. That’s the beauty of it though; I’m over it. I’m over you just giving me up like it was nothing, like I was nothing. I’m over wanting to kill myself, I’m over all of it. I might not be totally happy now, but I will be.
I didn’t mean i’m sorry as in it’ll fix everything.. I meant it as sorry for your loss… I don’t know what you really want me to say Ariana.. You probably don’t want to hear me say anything because you probably think of me as a stupid bitch.
I know how you meant it, you meant it in the same way everyone means it. I don’t want you to say anything, Ashley. There’s nothing to say. Now if I thought of you as a stupid bitch, I would’ve started an introduction that way. I don’t think you’re a stupid bitch.
I.. Oh… So you were sent here after we broke up…? And Brooke died? Oh my god.. I am so sorry..
Yes and yes. Save the apologies, please. I’ve heard ‘I’m sorry’ more times than I can probably count. ‘I’m sorry’ doesn’t change anything, and it certainly doesn’t bring my sister back.
What are you doing here, Ariana?
Well, let’s see; over a year ago I tried to kill myself, got myself thrown in here for that. 10-11 months, two more suicide attempts, and a depression diagnosis later, I recovered from my suicidal tendencies and apparently enough from the depression for them to let me out. Fast forward a little bit; I’m at home, everything’s fine and dandy, and then my girlfriend calls to tell me Brooke’s dead, sending me into a somewhat crippling depression which leads me to readmitting myself.