The life of Elijah

Why was it always me

When I woke up I saw an unconscious Victoria to my left side. Mom and dad walked in and immediately called an ambulance. It wasn't easy for me to call them mom and dad. When our real parents died, being the oldest I had to be strong and didn't get to cry with my siblings then when we got our foster parents it took me a month to stop calling them by there real names. I quickly passed out from the pain. I woke up the next day in a hospital room. Great, another trip to this hell hole (Incase you didn't know, I wasn't a big fan of hospitals). I looked over and saw Victoria looking at me. "Hey", she said. "Hey gorgeous", I said. "Ya know, you talk in your sleep". "Oh, sorry". No one ever really knew about that. That's why I slept alone. It started a couple weeks after our parents died. Before I would wake up in the middle of the night and not sleep for hours. "It's ok. It's actually kinda cute", she said with a smile. Later that day we were released. I let Victoria go to her house to sleep and we would hang out tomorrow. I was sitting on my bed and on my desk I saw a box cutter from last Wednesday when I ordered some cloths off of Amazon. I was suddenly hit a wrecking ball of deppression and grabbed the box cutter. I mentally blacked out. When I came to, I looked down with pain caused tears. I had slashes bleeding all over my legs I cleaned the cuts and let the realization came and I curled in a balled and cried until I passed out, after hiding the blade. I woke up realizing Victoria was next to me. I kissed her forehead, said I over her and wrapped my arms around her and slowly drifted back to sleep as she wrapped her arms around me.