This is my story and the villain is "me"

Have you ever gone into that deep of s**t where noone can get you out of ? Because you can't just snap out of that state of mind . Every breath you take, feeds it . It feeds the fire that is , instead of "burning in you" ..."burning you" alive , in a way that keeps you fine and healthy looking from outside but scrapping you hollow inside. The symptoms won't show until it's too late. As in "deathly" late. You have noone left who can actually understand you. You haven't lost anyone but still...you have lost everyone..everything you thought you wanted or worked for once. It is serious but noone believes it. it's like they see the same reality you go through in a different way and it's rather in the way where you mustn't have felt the pain you did in that situation. The sufferings you are going through are just Extreme..."Your overthinking" or "Your just being ..weird.." is all you hear. Those voices are actually sharpening the blade that is hollowing you inside... Brightening the fire that is burning you. It reaches you to a point where you begin to think that maybe...it's just you and maybe they're right. This is my revenge story and the villain is "me". Everything seemed so vague. Eating , drinking , sleeping. even breathing seemed so.. she'd been lying like this the whole of weekend. Standing up just to use the loo. There was just no other way of letting her emotions out left . She'd drained all the water in her body in tears and now she was tearless or dehydrated to be precise. "It is finally over". She'd been feeling this way a lot lately. This was the end . She'd be doing a favour on this earth by leaving it , by dying. But it was hard so she thought why not write down all the things as in a suicide note and get it done with. "It is true... maybe. I am a characterless b***h. He tried because I gave him those signs. I can't tell mammy or daddy about it. They'd be angry upon me. Oh why am I the dumb one? Why can't I be like di..so smart and careful. I'd ..." Just like her fate , her pen chose to become a waste rather than be of any use to her . Moreover she didn't actually knew how to write a suicide note so she decided not to. She had had enough. Unable to bear any more of the stress , she decided it'll be the only way where she won't have to confront anyone. Not those jerks at school , not her family at home. But how? how could she die. She didn't want to take chances because if she didn't die , if she was rescued. She'd be ruined. Even more than she was already. Then she'd have to confront people and Tell them why she did it. She did the mathematics , If she ate pills she would be saved easily. Cutting her wrist would be a slow and painful death so only way left was jumping through a cliff or a roof. It had 90 prcnt chances of her dying and she actually had no luck otherwise all this wouldn't have happened to her. She lived on the 3rd floor of a 7 flores building so she climbed the roof. Despite of the cold chills goin down her spine , all she could feel was the insult . She took a step forward. The embarassment she had gone through walking down the corridors of that school. It was like everyone was just gossiping about her. They had noone else left to gossip about. She shook her head , trying to woo away the memory that haunted her the whole night and didn't let her sleep. She took another step forward. Now she was just a couple more steps from the edge without a grilling . It used to fascinate her how beautiful the scene looked from up here and how she used to just calm down coming up here. But today . the spot which gave a new birth to her everytime she needed , will take her life because she needs it too. It was one of the tallest building in the neighborhood so there wasn't any chances of anyone else seeing her. She took a deep breath and took a couple steps forward . "I can do it..just one step and all the pain's gonna go away." She closed her eyes and let the thoughts consume her as a whole when she finally took the step and she jumped. It was a job of a split second where once she was feeling like she was flying , without any worries and then with a loud thud she collapsed on the ground . Blood started to seep out of her head unstoppably as that was the part which hit the ground most hard. Her legs and hands were in an awful position and her face was non recognisable due to blood all over. Everybody started gathering around instantly but seeing how awfully the girl had fallen , noone dared to touch her. "How awful of them , just here to see the drama" said a boy to his friend who just happen to be passing by now. "what has even happened?" said the other boy. "You wanna check out?" The duo moved elephant steps towards the crowd. With a little effort in making way , they saw her..a girl nearly their age lying their in an unconscious state , maybe dead. But thankfully this was their job to know as they had learned never to leave a lying patient alone. "Call the ambulance , fast" said the other boy and hurried towards the girl. Everybody could see their both's stretoscopes on the hand of the first boy and their white jackets so everyone assumed they must be doctors and they weren't wrong maybe. The other boy , without even moving the girl , checked if she were breathing or not. But even if she was alive , there were thinnest of chances of her survival as she had lost blood, loads of it. Thought the first boy looking at her dismantled state And called the ambulance. "she's alive.." said the other boy. "is she responsive?" "no" The duo helped the girl in a position where her breathway could not be blocked and she could breath properly. They couldn't do CPR as she could have internal wounds . They did all they had been trained to do in a situation like this. even in their 2nd year only , they had been provided with a chance to save a life ,(if she could be saved) this though let a little joy pass through the first boy's heart and he smiled a little. Sunlight was reflecting on his face and he could be seen as not so masculine but not so thin either with dark brown hair and black eyes . His face was pentagon like but his jaw line was firm and visible , making him look good. He was approximately the same height as the other boy with black hair and chocolaty brown eyes . But this boy's eyes were so deep as if they held something in them . Despite of the common color of his eyes , everybody still complimented him for them . If the first boy gave a sense of manliness , this one was a breath of fresh air. Looking so Calm and so contained , like nothing can reach the stage he was at. His physique wasn't as complimentary as the first boy's but he still looked so much mature for his age , unlikely in many . Soon the ambulance arrived and the girl was carried and taken to the hospital .