An extremely short one-shot about Ellie's suicide

Ellie sat in her room, a knife in hand. She had the point of it touching her wrist, no new cuts yet. Sighing, she closed her eyes. When they opened again there were tears falling out of it.

"This one's for you, Mom, and how much you hate me." She slit her wrist once.

"This one's for you, Dad, and how you're gone." Another slit.

"This one's for you, Ash, and the friend you've been to me." She dragged the knife across her skin once more.

"This one's for you, Marco, and how much you cared." Once more.

"This one's for you, Paige, and how you were the first to notice." Another.

"This one's for you, Sean, and how much I miss you." The longest slit so far.

"This one's for you too, Sean, and how much I love you." Even longer.

She put down the knife and picked up a gun.

"This one's for you, Ellie, and how the pain will end."

A loud bang could be heard throughout the apartment, but no one was there to hear it.

--That was extremely pointless, but it came to me so I wrote it.

Tell me what you think,

Ale