I woke up in the hospital, with an IV in my arm and a monitor beeping. I felt dizzy and looked at my body. I immediately noticed the bandages on my wrists.
It all came flooding back to me. Last night I was feeling really depressed. Olivia had just left, my sister was acting really strange, and I was still hung-up on the fact of my dad dying. I did what I usually do when I feel that way, I took the razor and slit my wrists. I was bleeding, but I didnt care. I put bandages on my arms and wore a long-sleeve shirt to school the next day. Then, in science, we did a lab, and I accidentally hit my wrist on the side of the table and started bleeding again; and I blacked out for a minute. Olivia took me to the nurses office, and I ended up here.
After the hospital released me, I had Jake drive me home. Olivia sent him because they are best friends and all, and she was busy studying for her exams.
"Olivia told me." He said to me, and looked at me.
"Eyes on the road." I reminded him. He dismissed me with his hand and waited for an answer. "What?" I continued and narrowed my eyes at him.
"Olivia told me about you. I dont think you should cut. Its a disgusting habit. You should get some help." He advised me.
"Well, I dont think your sister is dressing like a slut, your mother is a murderer, your dad is dead, and you have to live with your aunt, who you never spoke to!" I told him, suddenly screaming.
"What?" he stared at me with wide eyes, in disbelief.
"I-I" I stammered. I ended up telling him everything. Jake became the one person I could trust with my secrets and tell everything to. "And I just dont know what to do." I said, as I finished my long sob story.
"Allison, or should I call you Demi, I am so sorry. I had no idea what situation you were in. I now completely understand why you cut. If you ever need anything, I am here for you." He held my hand and kept the other on the steering wheel. He pulled over and parked. "I dont want you taking out your feelings on your body anymore." He wrote down his number, and handed it to me.
"What's this for?"
"If you ever need to talk, tell me, not your razor." Once again he held my hand and looked into my eyes. I started crying. He drove me back to my house. I invited him in. He gladly accepted. We sat on my bed and talked about everything.
The next thing he did was unbelieveable.
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OOHHH! Episode 5 is next, my favorite. I am excitedd.
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Lovee youu guyss! Tiffanyy.
your writing is impessive. and I really love how you pay attention to simple things like grammer and stuff...
AramaiclySpeaking 2 years ago
Haha, Oh my god, thank you. I try to keep it nice because it annoys me when people use abbrevations in their writing! Haha. I'm gald you like it!
x3PassthePepperx3 2 years ago
I know...it gets to me too! I posted a 25 part story, and I couldn't for the life of me figure out how to get my quotation marks in there. It drove me nuts!
lol I like your title, it's catchy.
AramaiclySpeaking 2 years ago
Haha I know. Everytime I post something new, I always have to go and edit it and re-enter the quotation marks. Haha thanks. I used it as my title because Jake/Sterling ends up saying it. Haha.
x3PassthePepperx3 2 years ago
Oh really? WOw. thanks for telling me that. now I know how to fix that problem!
AramaiclySpeaking 2 years ago
Yepp no problem. Thanks for adding me too! Haha.
x3PassthePepperx3 2 years ago