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Worst day part 2 (SJ)

A/n: Part two requested

Scarlett's POV:

Denial

"I'm changing your plates please eat it this time." Lizzie tried to talk to me again but I don't answer. I can't. I'm a wreck in bed, it's been 24 hours since I got the worst call of my life. Lizzie put me in bed with Robbie's help and since then I only moved so my back could face the door not wanting to see anyone if it's not her.

"Seb is taking care of everything. I'm thankful is here, I don't know what to do. I- I just wish you would talk to me so I can help you as best as I can." My friend explained her voice cracked because of the different cry sessions she had.

I wish I could cry or scream or be angry just feeling something but I can't. I'm not feeling the loss. My head knows I lost my love but my heart doesn't. This emptiness is taking every strength I've got to dump it in the deeper black hole I've ever felt.

"Okay. If you need anything I'm downstairs with Robbie and Seb." I hear the door close behind her followed by heavy steps in the stairs that only happen because she's exhausted. I probably need to be downstairs to help with the paperwork, am I selfish for letting that weight fall on their shoulders?

I can't fill files when I still hope that she'll come barging in the room telling me she's fine, pulling me in the strongest hug we ever had. When I close my eyes I can see her clearly, her smile, her Y/e/c eyes sparkling when she's happy. I can still feel her lips on mine, her hands around me, and her warmth surrounding me when we slept. I used to hate how hot she could get at night but now that's the only thing I want.

Depression

I don't know how it happened but just thinking about her opened a dam inside of me. This pain that was hidden came crashing all at once. My heart hurts I feel like I can't breathe anymore, maybe I really can't seeing how much I'm sobbing.

Reality crashing back I'm not going to see again, ever. I- I can't do that. I need her more than anything. My tears stream down my face in a desperate attempt to get this feeling of pure agony to go away. I might have cried too hard since my door fly open and Lizzie rush to my side.

"It's okay, it's okay." My friend whispered sitting next to me. I grip her shirt tightly when she pulls me into her for some comfort. "Let it all out I've got you."

I don't know how much time passes It could be minutes like it could be hours but I couldn't calm down. I'm still drowning in this pool of rash, burning pain. It feels like it's never going to end. "I don't wanna live anymore." I let out between sobs.

"No, no don't say that." She pulls my head away from her chest her hands holding my cheeks firmly but comfortingly. Her thumbs rub under my eyes to wipe my tears but others fell down. "I know it's hard. I know it feels like you have nothing left in the world. Like you've lost everything but you didn't. I'm here for you, Robbie's here for you as well as Seb. Hunter's on his way too. We've got you, you just need to hold on a bit more." She said tearing up at the thought of losing me.

"I'm sorry, I-I don't know what to do with myself." She reassured me saying it was okay, that she was here for me. She holds me until I fall asleep and throughout the night, never letting go even when Robbie cane to check on us.

When I wake up in the morning I cry some more, then fall back asleep because it was the only time I wasn't in pain. Come to think of it I don't regret not feeling anything now. At a time in the day, I pushed Lizzie out of the bed so I could hug myself and be alone.

The time passes differently with Robbie, Lizzie, or Seb coming to check on me, changing my dish, and hugging me to sleep.

Anger