I'm Not Okay (I promise)

5 To The End

I was in shock at what she just said.

"Yes I can help you." I choked.

Silence again.

Then I remembered something.
She kept a key to the door on the top of the frame.

I jumped and reached for it, but missed and cursed under my breath.

I jumped once more and this time I got it.

My mind was racing as I twisted the key and unlocked the door.

She squealed, covering her self with her confuter.

"I know what you've been doing Steph." I walked over and sat on her bed, putting my arm around her.

"And I can help."
She sniffed, then wiped her eye.

"I-I don't think a-anyone can h-help."

She shifted herself slightly, making a clanking noise.

I looked back to where the noise came from ,and saw a pile of blades on her pillow.

They all had crimson red stains on them.

She pulled away as I took her arm from the confuter, but I pulled back and examined it.

She was cutting again(if you hadn't already noticed).

"Damnit Steph." I whispered.

Her arms were bleeding really badly and getting all over her bed.

"You need bandages! I'll go get them."

I got up and ran to her bathroom, threw open the sink drawer and got a box full of them.

"Here."

She opened the box and took a couple out, but tossed them to the ground, forcing me to pick them up.

I looked at her. She was beautiful and there was no reason she should have harm herself.

Her hair was now a silver color and it hung at her waist.
Her eyes were a dull blue.

Not full of the type of energy they usually had in them.

I had to help her.

After her arms were bandaged up, I told her she should stay at my place tonight because I didn't want her harming herself again.

I put away all the sharp objects in my kitchen away and everywhere else.

She told me to trust her she wouldn't do it again last time, but I just couldn't.

"Come on." I opened my door and let her walk in and collapse on the couch. She closed her eyes and breathed heavily, as if she was sleeping.

"Renee." Her voice soft.

"Life's not going to get better. It won't. I promise. No matter who helps me."

She was silent for a second.

"...If anyone can help me."

"Don't worry." I felt my knees getting wobbly so I slid to the floor.

"It'll get better."

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2 months later
Steph POV

I was walking on the streets late at night, but I didn't know why or I didn't know where I was going.

I just had to get away from Renee. She had been too overprotective of me over the last 2 months.