I ran outside. Toby was in the front yard leaning again the house. "Ellie!" He said as he grabbed.
"Let go of me!" I screamed at him as he grabbed and held me close.
"I'm sorry for everything," Toby started, "Olga forced me into it. I swear. She seduced me." I shook my head and cried into his chest. "Please, Ellie. I love you." Toby continued to hold me.
I struggled away from his grip. "I can't do this, Toby." I ran back inside.
Sean caught me when I got back inside. "Ellie. Are you insane?" He hugged my tighter. "Maybe you should get some rest." Sean stroked my hair until he lost grip of me and I walked to my room. I heard the door slam open.
"How could you do this to me, Sean?! You know I'm in love with Ellie!" Toby yelled.
"How could you do that to Ellie, Toby? You know she's in love with you and suicidal." I heard silence, then after a few seconds the door slammed shut again.
I heard Seans shoes creep down the hallway and he slowly opened my door. "Ellie, I really need to go. I hope you get wonderful rest." I nodded. What a lie.
I continued crying in my pillow. I thought about it. The thing I haven't touched. My eyes shot open and my head shot up. My hand violently opened my dresser drawer. It's gotta be there. It has to be. What would I have done with it? It didn't even come to mind.
I tossed around all the junk that I never used. Papers, pens. That sort of stuff. I continued searching through the drawers and until I found it. My razor blade.
I sat on the side of my bed. The razor slowly crept onto my wrist. It continued doing that. I didn't keep track of the cuts. I moaned in pain. Blood. A lot of it. I threw the razor to the dresser and the blood just dripped off my arms, onto the bed, the floor, the table. Everything started going black and the last thing I remember was my name being called.
My eyes started opening themselves. I had no idea where I was. All I heard was a siren. All I saw were flashing lights.
"Ellie!" Jamie called, crying.
"What... What's happening?" That's all I could get out.
"You're gonna be okay." She talked through tears and men in blue outfits stuffed me into the back of a truck.
"She's losing too much blood! Hurry!" One of the men said as they walked away. Jamie went up into the truck, car, whatever the fuck they stored me in, and grabbed my hand tight. That was all I could remember until my vision went blurry and I passed out of 'lack of blood', as the man said.
I yawned and grabbed for my phone on my my dresser. I felt a strong pain as a metal bar and my wrist collided. Where was my phone? I opened my eyes to see a hospital room.
"Ow, fuck." I moaned in pain as I clutched my wrist to my chest. This hospital room was depressing. It smelt the disgusting smell that the hospital has. A chair stared at me from across the room with it's newly looking cushions. The curtain that was beside my bed was ripped and disturbing. There was a flower in a pot by a table beside my bed. It was wilting.
Someone ran into the room, I was too tired to tell. "Ellie!" They called. That voice was obviously Jamie.
I rubbed my eyes with left hand. "Where... am I?" I said as I yawned.
Jamie pulled the seat that was across the room up to my bed and took my hand. "You almost killed yourself." Tears welled up in her eyes as she slowly made her way up to my arm and undid the cloth that was on wrapped around to cover... whatever what was there. I couldn't remember anything except the truck-Er, EMS.
As Jamie unravelled the cloth I saw one cut. Deep. Two. Three. Four, five, six and many more. They were stitched. My arm was mutilated. I did this to me. If you think about it, Toby did this to me. She wrapped the cloth back up. "Don't touch it, there's stitches."Jamie grabbed my hand again as I looked to the left. "Surprised you never asked about Toby yet." She leaned back in the chair.
"Don't say that name. Don't fucking say that name." I thought. "Really?" I said out loud.
Jamie leaned up straight and put her legs on the chair. "Yeah. Toby came in and held your hand, praying you would wake up."
I looked around to find a clock. "When? What time is it? When did he do this?!" I demanded.
She hesitated to look at her phone. "Uhm... It's ten."
"A.M.?"
"A.M." She confirmed and put her phone back into her pocket.
"And when did Toby come by?" I arched my eyebrows.
"Erm... Three in the morning... I think." Jamie rubbed her eyes.
"You okay?" I worried.
"I've been up with you, here all night." I looked at her in shock.
"All night?"
"All night." She confirmed again and took out her phone. I looked away. "I texted Toby that you're awake and he's on his way." Oh joy.
"Oh..." I said in sadness.
Jamie took her eyes away from her phone. "What's wrong?"
"Jamie..." I began as she concentrated on me. "Toby's the reason I'm here. He cheated on me." As I finished my sentence, Jamie sat there with her jaw open.
"I'll kill him!" She said as she stood up and paced around the room. "I'll fucking kill him! Who was it?"
I swallowed deeply. "..Olga."
Jamie almost punched a hole through the wall before she caught herself as Toby knocked on the glass and opened the door.
"Ellie!" He was about to approach me until Jamie moved in front of him.
"Get the fuck out."
"But... Ellie..." Toby had a hurt look on his face.
"Ellie doesn't need you any more, Mr. Cheatie-Mc-Cheater-Pants."
Toby tried to go past her. "Look, Jamie."
Jamie used her palm to block Toby. "Look, nothing. You cheated, now stay away from her."
Toby sighed. "She's my girlfriend. I did this and need to make it up to her."
I managed to speak with the power I had. "First of all, Toby, you made me go back into a depression. Nothing can forgive that. Second, I'm not your girlfriend anymore. Now go."
Toby slowly, but surely, nodded. "I just want to make you happy." He turned around and headed out the room.
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