Trapped

Depressed

Hayes

My heart feels shot. More then a million times. I pressed my head into my hands when I felt a hand on my back. I looked up reluctantly to see an ugly face of the girl who I was texting constantly.

Avery.

I shrug it violently away and stand up. She puts her hand over her heart in a mock of hurt. I glare at her and then sigh.

"You did this...you made this happen...." I mutter.

"Oh hayes, you'll live, cmon lets go home, we have a lot of stuff to catch up on." She smirks.

"No! I hate you, you're only using me for fame and I won't have it anymore. Your a stuck up, self centered, cold hearted bitch, who deserves to rot in hell."

She's taken back and a tear slips from her eye.

"I-I I am sorry hayes. I didn't mean-"

"Just go. You've done enough damage already. More to my heart than my relationship."

She nodded and stalked her way out of the airport. I sat and felt broken. How can I make this up to Baylee now? She won't forgive me after what just happened. I have to make it up to her. But how? Oh! I know! I'll ask matt and Jay. They aren't leaving till next week.

Baylee

I fell asleep crying on the plane. I woke up to a soft touch to my shoulder. I looked over to see gwen motioning me to get up. I stood up slowly and made my way to the cubby. I pulled out my suitcase and walked off the plane. I waited for shawn and gwen and once they were out we walked out of the dock.

Once we made our way out of the airport a taxi was waiting for us. I took a quick glance around me and saw the sun, Palm trees swaying in the wind, the ocean crashing onto the shore. Sounds like your perfect scenario right? Well for me it wasn't good I just witnessed the love of my life saying he doesn't love me. I shrugged and sighed and climbed into the cab. The cab driver drove and after about 20 minutes he pulled up to a nice White House right on the ocean. A huge gate guarding the garage, shrubs lining up the walk way, the grass as green as leaves in the spring. We hopped out of the cab after shawn payed the driver and we all walked up to the door. My eyes were drowsy and dry and all I wanted to do was sleep. Shawn knocked on the door and his mom opened it. She smiled at all of us and we walked into the giant complex. Marble white floors going all through the first floor of the house, a giant kitchen, a balcony looking out to the Pacific Ocean. I walked into the living room, with a big flatscreen tv hung mounted onto the wall, black leather couch and chairs stretched out through the big area, a nice dining room was seen from the living room. I walked upstairs before shawn and gwen and picked my room. There were three rooms for us kids, gwen picked the one right across from mine. Our rooms looked out to the ocean with small balconies, shawns room was the inner room so he just got a view looking down the beach. I sighed and propped my suitcase onto my navy blue comforter. I decided I needed a shower, so I grabbed a pair of sweats and a mesh tank that read "keep calm and dream on" on it. I walked into my OWN bathroom. I sighed and looked in the mirror. Another teardrop slid down my cheek. I wiped it away and noticed my scars. I sighed and shook my head no....don't do it Baylee, not now you can make it through this. He's not worth you hurting yourself. I fought with myself for a few until a knock on the door came.

"Baylee!? What are you doing!" Gwen shouts.

"About to take a shower gwen what do you need!"

"Me and shawn are going to go swim at the beach, Wanna come?"

I sighed.

"Uh no I think I'm gonna catch up on sleep. I'm really tired and depressed..go ahead though."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes gwen it's fine just go have fun."

"Ok, just call if you need me."

"Yep."

Her footsteps lead out of the room and i turn the shower on. I let the hot water run under my hands and finally step in. I let the water run down my back and back into the drain. I wash my hair and body and when I'm done I just sit on the tub floor. I start crying. Hard. This is like one part of my hear can never be fixed.

I finished up and hopped out of the shower. I decided to call matt but before I decided to look up symptoms for depression. I opened my laptop and searched it. I clicked the first link and found the symptoms.

Sleep changes: yes

Hopeless or helpless: yes currently.

Can't control negative thoughts: all my life.

Can't stop eating or haven't eaten: ate about 17 muffins a few days ago and more than that yesterday.

(Yes I know those aren't all the symptoms for depression but just bare with me please (:)

That's it. I'm in depression. Maybe it's just a phase. Or a stage of me being a teenager. I dug deeper into learning about depression and found out that I am in depression. I Baylee Jade Espinosa am in depression. I have to tell my brother...,..

I grabbed my phone and held the tears in. After multiple rings he picks up. I take a deep breath when he does and he speaks.

"Baylee? What's up! How's Cali." Matt asks.

I breath in and clear my throat.

"Matt, I'm in depression.....can you come to Cali like now?"