Tw: swearing, panic attack, talk of suicide and self-harm
Emily's pov
"Please don't punch me for this." Keiran whispers. The next thing I know his lips are on mine. Our lips move in perfect synchronicity. I wouldn't mind doing this more often. My head is spinning from the blood loss. He cups my face in his hands. I deepen the kiss.
"What the fuck?"
I nearly jump off of the hospital bed when I hear Kylies voice. I accidentally headbutt Keiran in the face. "I'm sorry." I apologize to both of my friends. Kylie will not hesitate to kill Keiran herself if I tell her the reason and situation.
"You promised you wouldn't try that again."
"Again?" Keiran asks.
"Shut the fuck up." Me and Kylie say in unison.
She runs up to me and grabs my arm. I wince in pain. "Bestieee. That hurts." I whine childishly. "Shut the fuck up Emily. Keiran, go get my bestie some Oreos." She barks.
"No."
"eXCUSE ME BITCH?! Go get her some Oreos or I will pop your eyes out of their sockets and make you eat them."
"God dammit woman. I'll do it." He groans in annoyance and stomps out of the room.
I don't even have to look at her to know that she is giving me a death glare. "Why Emily?"
"I heard someone special say they didn't like me."
"Who is THAT special? When I walked in here you were sucking faces with Keiran." She asks.
"I have no idea why I did it okay?! I like Keiran, I have a abusive father, an overprotective broth- wait, where is Kyle?"
"Your dad is abusive?! Since when?"
"Nevermind that detail. Where is Kyle?"
As if on cue, Kyle slams the door open. "Where is the bitch?" He yells frantically. He has blood seeping from his nose.
"I'm right here dumbass." Keiran mumbles.
"Not you. My bitchass sister."
"Geez. Oh here, I got your Oreos." Keiran laughs awkwardly and tosses me the Oreos.
"NEVER MIND THE FUCKING OREOS!!" Kyle screams. He runs up to me quickly and yanks the Oreos out of my hand.
Ooh, the bitch is gonna die. "Fuck you! Just wait until I get out of this bed!" I threaten.
"What are you gonna do? Can't be worse then what I've already been through." He mutters under his breath.
"What you've already been through?! What have you been through?!" I scream. I'm seeing red. I am so angry. I don't care who I hurt anymore.
"I don't know, maybe watching my little sister get raped and beaten by my father for most of her life? Does that not sound traumatizing to you? Well it is. I have nightmares every night about that day that dad first ra-"
"Dont finish that sentence in front of Keiran and Kylie!"
"I'm sorry Emily. I'm so fucking sorry I couldn't help you. I had to fight dad to get here and I still didn't make it" Kyle gasps anxiously. He falls to the ground in a heap of tears. A nurse comes to check on me. She has long brown hair and blue eyes. She is my favorite nurse. "Is everything okay in here?"
"Everything's just fine." Keiran says politely.
"Okay, I'll give you guys your privacy then." She exclaims and smiles brightly.
Kyle just sits on the floor, drowning in sobs. Kylie runs behind him and wraps her arms around his waist. They both continue to cry. "It's okay. You did your best." She comforts.
"N-no I didn't. I let him hurt her Kylie. It's all my fault." He cries loudly.
"Shh. It's not your fault." She whispers reassuringly. Kylie has no idea what's going on but she's comforting Kyle.
"Why can't I do anything right? My crush will never like me back, my best friend likes my sister more than me and my sister just tried to kill herself probably because of something I did. It's not fucking fair Kylie. I can't do this shit today." Kyle screams. He rips open the Oreo package violently.
"Hey!" I shout.
"Not now Emily." Keirans growls.
"But, my Oreos!" I whine.
"Emily Marie King! Let your brother have your Oreos." Keiran yells. As soon as my name leaves his mouth a tear slips down my cheek. I haven't heard my middle name since mom died. It was her nickname for me.
Flashback to grade 3
"Kyle? Are you home?"
I open the front door and step inside the house which smells like dahlias. "It's me mom!" I yell as I walk into the living room, where my mom is resting on the couch. "How was school Marie?"
"It was okay. Keiran pulled my hair at recess and Kyle laughed. We learned how to minus today." I say with a big grin on my face. My tongue poking through my tooth gap where my two front teeth used to be. "Cool!" She exclaims. Her brown curls bouncing at her shoulders. The door swings open.
"Hey Emily." Kyle smiles happily. Little did he know, this would be the last real smile for a long time.
Flashback over.
"Emily? You okay?" Keiran asks. He is hovering over my shaking body. "M-marie? Mama used to call me that remember?" I cry. Kyle's eyes gloss over and his eyes fill with tears. "I do."
I look up at Keiran and he stares directly into my eyes. For a second he looks happy as his gaze settles on me. But an angry look appears on his face and he storms out. Curse words string out of his mouth.
"Fucking Emily. Why the fuck do you have to be such a mother fucking bitch? Why do you have to be so fucking hard to get? I can't do this shit!" He curses, kicking down medical supplies along the wall. "Keiran wait!" I yell. I fall to the ground sobbing.
Kylie puts her arms around me. "It's okay babes. Let it out." She whispers, her breath tickling the back of my neck. I let out sobs. I curl into a ball. "I love you Emily."
"I love you too Kylie."
