Best friends

Hospitals

Scarlett P.O.V

I looked at the empty seat on my right and felt his presence. I still couldn't believe he was gone. And I couldn't get him back. Memories flood my mind. Good ones and bad ones: The first time we met and the last time we saw each other. My breathing started to hitch. Tears started to well up in my eyes. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore how broken I was, but I couldn't help it. I decided to get out of the room to clear my head. I tried to walk to the door, but my legs wouldn't comply. I couldn't help it anymore. I sat down in a corner of the room and looked around. The empty room haunted me. No clothes could be seen. The bed wasn't done. Everything had changed and I felt like someone was hitting me with a knife. I closed my eyes slowly and I let myself drift to sleep, waiting for the nightmares to come.

Darkness surrounded me. I was alone. Scared. Cold. The memories of him haunting me. It was unbearable. I couldn't sleep. Nightmares were always there. I couldn't eat. The thought of food made me want to throw up. No one knew. No one should. I was worthless. I shouldn't had lived. I shouldn't have been there. Not whilst he wasn't. My hands got the hold of my hair and pulled. Sweat covering my skin. Tears staining my shirt. My heart beat increasing. I got dizzy. My head started to throb as I tried to stand up. My knees finally gave in and I fell to the floor. Blood covered my legs and my hands started to shake. More tears came streaming down my face. I laid my head on the cold metal floor and I started to drift to sleep. If it only were that easy...

I woke up and doctors were rushing in and out of the room. Tears were rushing down my cheeks. 'It was a dream' I thought to myself. I wiped my tears away and texted Scott.

Start of text

Scarlett

Scott, come to the hospital please. I can't handle it. 

Scott

I'm on my way dw. 

End of text 

I put my phone away and waited for Scott to arrive. I thought I was going to have a heart attack but a nurse came out of Chris' room. I stood up immediately. 

"I have good news and bad. Which one would you like first?" She asked. 

"Bad." I answered plainly, trying to hide the pain. 

"He lost a lot of blood and that is why he fainted. His arms are all covered and we have found other places where there has been self harm. He has to stay for some time here but he will be okay. You'll be able to visit him when we finish cleaning him up." I smiled and nodded. 

"Thank you so much. Will I be able to see him?" I asked. 

"Yes, in a couple minutes I'll call you and show you to his room." He smiled at me and left. He is going to be okay. I rethought it. I breathed in and smiled to myself.