𝖧𝖾'𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾<3 𝖪𝗂𝗍 𝖢𝗈𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗋 𝗑 ᶠᵉᵐ! ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

Part 5

Disclaimer!!
This chapter contains talk of mental illnesses. If you feel the need to skip it talks only of:
Eating disorders
Depression
Also, kind of a long part

KIT POV

We finished shooting for the day at 5 pm. We got out of the studio and it started raining. I pulled out my umbrella and my phone. I practically run home. As soon as I get home I put my phone and stuff down to take a shower.

I end up taking almost an hour long shower because I was just so exhausted and the warm water felt nice. After my shower, I changed into a sweatshirt and sweatpants so I could hang out.

I brush my teeth because we had a lot of kissing scenes and my breath smells like coffee since Joe had JUST dranken a lot of it. I immedietly plop down on the couch and just wait for Y/N to text me.

After a while of getting bored, I text Y/N. It feels like an eternity since we've talked and, I actually miss her.

kit_connor: Y/N, I miss u
So bad i swear-

She doesn't respond for 15 minutes. I start getting worried after a half an hour passed by because she normally takes just a few minutes. Definetly not half an hour.

Half an hour turns into one hour and One hour turns to two. I text Nilly.

kit_connor: Hey, have you
heard from Y/N recently?

Silly.Nilly: No, I haven't. Why?
Is everything alright?

kit_connor: I texted her two
hours ago and she hasn't
texted me bck. It's really
unlike her.

Silly.Nilly: Oh no. Not again..
look go to her apartment, her
room number is 121. Check on
her, now.

kit_connor: Can you explain to me
what's going on?

Silly.Nilly: I'll tell you later,
but for now, you need to get
to her apartment.

I quickly slip on my shoes and run to the nearest apartment complex, hoping that this is the right one. It's the only one for miles so, I guess it is. I get to room 121 and knock on the door, no response.

I barge through the door to see Y/N laying on the ground. Drowned in her own pool of blood. I check her pulse, still going. Check her heart, slowly pounding.

When I gain enough sense, I call an ambulance.
They come and pick her up and I ride down with her. I hold her hand and squeeze it tighter when her heart stops. I beg her to pull through each time.

I'm sitting in the waiting room and I call Joe.

Joe                                                                          Kit

"Hey Kit, what's going on?"

"Joe, can you come to the hospital?

"Why? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine! I'm perfectly fine! It's
Y/N and I need some emotional
support right now."

"Yeah, I'll be down soon.
What happened to her?"

"I don't know! Nilly's going to
explain the whole thing when
she gets here."