Her Saviour!

Chapter 2

I get home and go back on the Internet, creating a new account by the name 'Daniel Robins'. I find Hannah's blog once again and read her latest post, which only makes me sad. I click the message button and send her a message. -Message: Hi there. I've been reading your blog. You okay?- (M)

I read the message. -Message: Sure.-
I send this 'Daniel Robins' guy. Don't know who the hell it is and I really don't care. (H)

-Message: What's going on? You cut yourself, according to pictures you've posted. Why would you do that? I've only seen the one picture which is your profile picture, but you're beautiful. Why are you doing that to yourself?- I send.
I exit messages and look at Hannah's profile picture; she really is a beautiful person. Her face is just gorgeous, probably the prettiest girl I have ever seen, and it hurts me to know that she's hurting herself. (M)

-Message: Yes I cut! I wish you would mind your damn business, I don't know who you are, but I bet your only trying to help me so you can get more publicity.-
I send him angrily.(H)

-Message: That's not even close to my reason for messaging you, and I actually can't believe that you think that. I want to help you, yes, but not for popularity or anything, but for you.-
I send. (M)

-Message: Yeah sure, that's what everyone says.-
I send him getting angry, that just what I need to finish this fricking day! (H)

-Message: You think your life is so terrible, when it's not. There are people out there that are struggling a lot more than you are, but they can't get help. You have people that want to help you, and you're not letting them. You have a chance for your life to get better, and you're not taking that opportunity. In your posts, you're blaming other people and saying that your life can't be fixed, but it can. All you have to do is open your eyes, look in the mirror, and see how beautiful you are, and that you can stop all this. Please. Realize it.-
I send. (M)

-Message: I know if I let someone in to help me it might help on the outside, but on the inside, nobody can fix me. So no matter how hard you try I won't listen-(H)

-Message: You don't know that, because you haven't tried it. You have to talk to someone. Get help. Make your life better. You think that what you're going through can't be fixed, but it can. People have worse lives than you do, and they manage to make it through everyday, without cutting or harming themselves in any way. You're a beautiful person, inside and out, and I can see that.-
I send. (M)

-Message: I've tried getting help, it doesn't work Daniel. I don't even know what do anymore-
I send him crying. (H)

-Message: There's a lot you could do. You can't give up, that's one thing you can't do. There's a bunch of things you could do to help yourself out. First, you have to find someone to talk to. Someone who you could share stuff with, and someone that will listen to you.-
I send. I can tell just through the last message how hopeless Hannah must feel, about the whole thing. (M)

-Message: The only person I have to talk to (who will listen) is you-
I say opening up to Daniel.(H)

I read the message from Hannah and smile a little. She's actually opening up, and she's opening her eyes, even if it's just a bit.
-Message: You know I'm here. If you ever need anyone to talk to, I'll always be here, and I'll answer your messages immediately. You can talk to me about anything you need. Whenever you need me, I'll be there.- (M)

-Mesaage: Thanks Daniel, I'm sorry about the attitude I gave earlier, I don't open up to people well.-(H)

-Message: Don't thank me, and don't worry about any of that. Nobody can open up to someone they just met, and don't really know.-
I send.
-Message: Can I make a suggestion?- (M)

-Message: Sure, what is it?-
I send Daniel. (H)

-Message: Listen to I'll be there. It's a song by The Jackson 5 , and it has a good message to it. I highly recommend listening to it. And when you hear it think of me cause I'll always be there.- I send. (M)

-Message: I will never ever listen to Michael Jackson or the Jackson 5 they sucks.-
I send. (H)

I read over the message, and I think just a single tear came to my eye. I understand that some people don't like me, but it still hurts to even read some things that people say, and she sent that right to me.
-Message: One song. Please?- (M)

-Message: Fine, but never again. I've listened to him once, worst experience ever. He sounds like a girl.-
I send.(H)

I feel a single tear run down my cheek, reading the message. I was close to not replying to the message, but I couldn't just leave it.
-Message: Really? I like him. What song did you hear? His songs are really good.- (M)

-Message: I dunno like I Just Can't stop loving you, and by the way how he hell do you like him, he looks like a woman.- I say insulting Michael Jackson.(H)

I read the message and put my phone down for a second, putting my face in the palms of my hands, soon enough feeling Bubbles hug me. I pat Bubbles on the back and pick my phone back up, trying to hold back tears and avoid reading the last message.
-Message: I have a disease that destroys the pigment of my skin. It's something that I can't help, okay? What about the people that sit out in the sun, to be someone they're not? Also, I've had one nose job. That's it. Think of it this way; if all the people in Hollywood that have had plastic surgery all went on vacation, there wouldn't be anyone left in town.- (M)

-Message: Im so sorry, I didn't know/realize that I could be talking to you, Michael. I'm so sorry..-
I put my phone down and cry, I can't believe I said that, I the time I meant it. But now thinking about it, I feel so bad. I said that to Michael Jackson, I feel so bad. I thought about cutting myself, but I can't, I have to listen to Michael. (H)

-Message: As I said, some people are going through worse stuff than you are. You may have some people against you, maybe it's a whole building full of people, but I have people all around the world saying stuff like that about me everyday, and I know there's someone else out there that has it worse than I do. You're suffering now, I've been suffering since I was five years. You haven't seen my childhood; before you judge me, try hard to love me.- (M)

{{😭😭😭 this was the hardest chapter to write!!! I had to insult Michael😭
Thanks for reading..✌️}}