long look in the mirror

I took long look at myself in the mirror, taking in everything. My raven black hair, my startling green eyes, light pink lips and pale complexion. My bones visiable from weeks without food, how could any one love me? They had already made there point, the endless day have torture. Walking through the school with people sneering, glaring and sniggering behind my back, a slut a bitch a whore I am are to them, fat and ugly and not good enough I am to them.
It has finally come down to this, looking in the mirror I see scars down my arm and some fresh ones. A take a deep breath in, a tear escapes down my cheek. The saltiness of the one tear touching my lips.
I take the container from  my desk, popping the lid. My note ready on my bed, shutting my eyes I go to pour the pills down my mouth.
Before the container can even touch my lips I hear a loud cry, next thing I am being shoved on the floor. I look up to see who destroyed my wish of ending my life, to see my brother in tears. I start to sob, I pulls me up to his chest letting me cry into the warmth of him. He strokes my hair, attempting to calm me down muttering useless but soothing words.
I look up at him, "why?" is all he says. I don't reply, just continue staring at him. Taking in his hazel brown eyes and black hair. My only brother, my best friend, the only one who will miss my presence on this planet. Heavy tears start rolling down my cheeks, I start sobbing into his chest again. His strong arms embracing me, comforting me.