A\N: I wrote it today cuz I´ve been having really bad days like Marlene´s…so this is just a small unimportant one shot, written just for me. Don´t have to read it.

One…two…three…four…

Marlene silently counted the marks on her arms she made with the knife.

Blood pooled out, but she could hardly see it through the blurry vision her eyes offered her.

The tip of the blade was already stained red.

Not like she cared.

The girl ran the now warm metal against the veins on the inside of her wrists.

Suicide.

Should she really do it? Was it worth it? What about the others? Who would miss her?

No one really. Okay, maybe for a while, but then her name would blow away with the wind.

First they´ll mourn for Marlene. Then they´ll mourn for Marlen…then Marle, then Marl…then Mar…then Ma…after that, they´ll only mourn for a girl with a name that begins with M…

Then they will remember they mourned for someone…who was it again?

The brunette took out a sky-blue handkerchief and wiped away the red liquid running down her arms.

She has to hold on a while longer. Now was not the time, she knew that.

Maybe tomorrow.

Maybe in a week.

Maybe on a Friday the 13…

The now soiled cloth was put to her eyes as she wiped her tears away.

The salty tears mixed with the blood stains.

Marlene waded it up and put it into her pocket. The pocket knife followed.

She stuck her hands into her pockets and looked up at clear night sky. It was almost like the cold autumn night blew away the clouds, leaving a perfect night sky. Even though the city lights burned in her eyes, she could still barely make out a few nebulas.

Finally, her eyes began to sting from the cold air and so did the cut marks on her arm.

Marlene walked back to her apartment, lost in her depressions.

Skipper passed and wished her a good night, but she didn´t even take notice of him.

Half because she was afraid she´d break out into tears again.

Once she fell underneath her covers of the cold bed, she broke into tears.

´Maybe,´ She thought. ´Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.´