Saved... By Fall Out Boy?

am I shattered or just cracked?-10

Okay and before i start, I am only typing with one hand cuz i hurt my thumb and bandaids and typing on a tablet don't mix so sorry for any spelling errors. ANYWHO(and yes I meant who not how) ANYWHO(for the last time I promise) I noticed three things in The Youngblood Chronicles. Well actually my bestie (more like sister) noticed one and pointed it out to me but still. And one: in The Phoenix it's Patrick's left hand that gets chopped off and when Pete looks in the bag it's Patrick's right hand(thank lizzy for that one) Two: in The Phoenix Patrick yells "HHHHHHEEEEEYYYYYY YOUNG BLOOD" and young blood is part of the title of this series. Three: in Death Valley when patrick is in jail, the mug shot says he is 5'6, but actually he is 5'4 or 5'3, one of the two! Enjoy your fun facts!! Anddddddddd STORY TIME!!!!!(sorry I am hyper from something that might be happening. Lizzy knows!!

   I am finally out of that freaking hospital. 3 weeks I was stuck in that place, that stupid, congested place. Worst of all though, Patrick thinks I was the one that did the cutting. He wont believe that it wasn't me! Declan believes me, but true to his word, he won't say anything about it to Elisa and Patrick. I can't take it anymore. I grab my phone and start texting my best friend, before i do anything drastic. 

Emma: hey Lucy? You got a few minutes to talk?

Lucy: hey Emmalest!!! I haven't talked to u in forever!! And sure? What's up?

I smile at the nickname she gave me. That just one of the few she gave me. She made some like Emilia, and Weirdo.

E: well it's not very good, and you have to promise me you won't freak out on me okay?

L: okay? What is it? NO FREAKING CLIFFHANGERS COME ON!!

I explain to her what happened and I am near tears again. Immediately I think of three songs that are so close to me, and I panic because two is from Patrick's band.

"These battle scars don't look theyre fadin', don't look like theyre ever goin' away. They ain't ever gonna change, these battle scars."

"Don't you know that the kids aren't all, kids arent all right?"

"The war is won before it's begun, release the doves, surrender love."

*guys can we have an age change on Declan? Can he be five in this book instead? Pretty pretty please? Okay thank you!!!*

I hear a small voice and immediately look up.

"Emma?"

"Yeah buddy?"

"I'm scared..."

"What of?"

"Everything that's happening to you. What of it happens to me?"

"Come here buddy," I hold my arms out and he comes in for a hug and i pick him up and set him on my lap. "I wont let that man hurt you."

"Promise?" His voice is so quiet I can barely hear it. I feel his tears seep into my shirt. I found a reason to stay strong. Him.

"Promise"

I can only hope I can keep my promise Declan. He is the only one im staying strong for. Patrick doesn't believe me and Elisa refuses to speak about the subject. They have made it an annoying system though, to come check on my every hour throughout the night. It's really annoying. I mean, i get that it's for my safety and all that good stuff, but still I mean it's kinda hard to sleep when you have someone popping their head in every hour and even though you know it's someone you can trust, you still have this feeling that it might be your attacker. Not fun.

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   *beep beep beep beep beep* I groan, roll over, and grab my alarm clock and chuck it at the wall. Those things are fucking annoying at 5:45 in the morning. Oh crap. First day of school. You know what that means? Walking your little brother to school in whatever weather you get that day, and pure torture, the worst of all: communicating with people. *shudders* not cool. I go into my normal morning routine, zombie like. I'm zoned out the whole time it's so normal to me now. I am taking one last look at myself in the mirror. Bleach blonde hair a little bit farther than halfway down my back, pulled out of my face with a headband. Brown-green hazel eyes that are big. My dimple in my right cheek when i smile that is "cute" as people say. i hate it. At least people won't be seeing a lot of it. I am just about to leave the bathroom when my razor catches my eye. It takes all my will force not to cut but it doesn't work. I have ten minutes to do this then clean up. Not like anyone's gonna want to be friends with some mentally unstable person anyways. I think to myself as i press the blade to my skins and pull.

*okay! So that just happened and any of you who have issues that you need to talk to someone about I am here and i promise I won't judge you, just feel free to message me. And to those of you who may cut, i am very sorry, I hope you feel ready to stop someday. I love all of you and you are all perfect!! Please keep that in mind! But on a different note, yay fast update! And story time!! Twice today in two different classes people were saying "it's not funny anymore" and all of could think of was Alone Together "it's not funny, anymore, no it's not." Okay sorry, like always thanks for reading please vote, comment, share, all that good stuff. Thanks for the continuing support!!