Losing It ~ TeenWolf

Part 61

Liam

I couldn't stand the sight of my sister crying her eyes out over her beta so I looked away, I looked at the ground covered in blood. With the short amount of time I knew Amy, I managed to actually like her, she seemed much too mature for her age but she was very good for Charlotte.

Charlotte screamed and cried into Amy's chest and I couldn't stand it, I looked at everyone in the circle and motioned with my eyes for them to get in their cars.

Everyone but me, Stiles and Charlotte did and we stood watching her for a few more seconds.

Fiona and Cora were understandably upset as well but they didn't have quite the same bond Charlotte had with Amy.

Both me and Stiles walked over to Charlotte and grabbed her under her arms, dragging her off Amy's body.

"No!" She screamed and I could hear that it pretty much ripped her vocal chords. "Stop it! I don't want to!" She screeched.

We pulled her to Theo's car and Stiles helped me lift her into the back as she was fighting and kicking her legs everywhere. It broke my heart to have to do it but we couldn't leave her there with her best friends dead body...

Stiles got into the back of Theo's car with her as Scott drove his back, everyone else had already left in the time it took us to put her in the car.

I got into the passenger seat of Theo's car and plugged in my seat belt.

Charlotte didn't sit down, she started banging on the windows screaming at us to let her out but Theo locked all of the doors. 

Stiles tried to comfort her but she moved away from him and I could see the look in his eyes, he wanted to do something, anything to help just like I did but he knew that there was nothing he could do and I could see that that pained him just as much as it did me. 

When we were half way back to my house, everything became so unbearable, Charlotte was still screaming and my leg had started bouncing up and down uncontrollably. Theo noticed this and he put his hand on my thigh and I covered his hand with mine.

Charlotte stopped screaming and I genuinely thought she had calmed down a little but when I turned back I saw that she had her knees to her chest and her face buried into her knees.

We needed to get home, to get her back on her meds.

Charlotte

The ride home was long, too long, every little thing seemed to tick me off.

Stiles tried to touch me, to comfort me but I couldn't handle it, I didn't want anyone to touch or hug me at all. I wanted to be with Amy and that's all my mind could think of.

When we got home I got out of the car without a word and didn't even stop to see what everyone else was doing, I didn't listen in to see what they were planning on doing with me, I walked up the garden and took in the brown leaves that covered the house and now they seemed ugly. I loved them once but now they didn't seem right.

I walked through the door and left it wide open as I walked up stairs, I looked like a robot, I felt like a robot, my body moved but not because I told it to just because I couldn't stand up any longer.

I heard my mother shuffle from in the kitchen and she stood at the bottom of the stairs, calling my name asking if I was ok and what the hell was the matter with me but I ignored her.

I walked into my bedroom and didn't even bother to change out of my blood soaked clothes before crawling into my bed and pulling the duvet over my body. I ached everywhere.

My heart felt heavy and something in my stomach felt strained. I was too exhausted to even cry but I couldn't fall asleep.

One thing I was glad for was that I hadn't opened the curtains on the morning I went missing so the room was very dimly lit. I couldn't handle the sun and the brightness.

Something seemed to be screaming at me from right next to me and I looked up from out of my duvet to see the obnoxious orange bottle of pills on my side table.

I picked up both of the bottles and threw them at the en suit door. The caps popped of and dozens of pills splashed all over the floor before I ducked under the covers and faced the wall, away from the door.

A few minutes later, I heard the door slowly open and I could smell Liam. I silently sighed, I couldn't talk to him, I didn't want to. So instead I ignored that he was there.

I heard him shuffle around on the floor and drop the pills into the bottles again but I, again, ignored him.

I heard him stand and walk over to the desk next to my bed and pulled out the chair, facing it towards me and sitting down.

"Charlie.. please." He begged silently. "Take these, you'll feel better." He offered.

I didn't say anything. I knew that he was hoping I would, everyone was but I wouldn't. There wasn't anything I could say that could genuinely describe how I felt.

My heart had been shattered. My mind was twisted and the only thing that could help was those pills but I felt sick even at the sight of them.

I couldn't deal with any of this.