Living in the red room is hard, but how hard is it when she's the only person left and you're trying to do everything for her
a story between Y/N and Natalia (Natasha)
I opened the kitchen door as quietly as I could and luckily no one was there. I opened every single drawer to find something sharp. I took a knife from the drawer and sat on the floor. *is that a letter from school?* *I could see your arm just to see if you're really alright.* Tears flowed and I just sat there struggling with myself and contemplating the sharp knife next to me. *do it!*I slowly picked up the knife and turned it in my hand. *You are so useless, no one needs you! *I pulled up my sweater sleeves and sat on my skin at *It's all your fault that natasha passed out! * I pulled the knife over my arm and watched it turn red. I just sat there, no a few tears, nothing. *Just live a second.* My arm was throbbing and the blood was just pouring out. I slowly put the knife down next to me and grabbed a cloth. I wiped away the blood and pulled my sleeve back down. I pocketed the knife and went back to my room.
After an hour of just laying in bed staring at the ceiling I decided to check on Natasha. I opened the door from the hospital room and went to one of the doctors. "Can I go to Natasha? She's my friend" The woman nodded. "Of course the second right!" I thanked him and knocked softly on the door. "I'm coming in okay?" I opened the door and saw Natasha lying on her bed.
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I slowly walked over to her and sat on a chair next to the bed. "Tasha it's me" She slowly turned her head towards me. "Hey kiddo," she whispered softly "Pshh. don't talk you have to take it easy." I slowly wiped a pice of hair from her face. "That's better," I smiled. "Do you know what happened?" She shook her head. "You'll be fine, I promise you" I leaned on the bed and got up. "I have to go but I'll be back in the morning ok?" I took her hand. "It'll be fine." I gently stroked it with my thumb and then let go. "Good night Tasha, try to sleep." I closed the door behind me and went to my room.
I brush my teeth and then go to bed. *Maybe she'll be better tomorrow, she makes me really happy.*
The next day I was woken up by a slightly older man, he was around 24. "You have to get up, there's breakfast." I slowly turned around and opened my eyes. "I'm not hungry," I replied. "You still have to come with me." I exhaled loudly. "I'm coming!" I followed the man into the mesa and took my place. "Here!" A kitchen lady put a fried egg in front of me and a cup of tea. I picked up the fork and then put it back down. "I'm not hungry but thank you!" I got up and made my way towards the hospital room. I knocked lightly on Natasha's door. I slowly opened it and saw Natasha just lying on the bed eating her breakfast. " Good morning Sleepyhead , " I said and sat down next to her on the bed. "How do you feel?" "I've seen worse," she smiled. "Do you need anything?" I looked at her questioningly."I just wanted to check on you, I mean-I like you and stuff" She looked out the window. "Sorry." I left the room and went to my room.
