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Take it ⚠️

Take it. The voice in my head says. Take it!

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I'm sitting on my bathroom floor, tears running down my cheeks but no noise is coming from my mouth. Do it, no one will miss you. I look down where a bunch of bottles lay there open, pills scattered everywhere.

I've been staring into nothing for I don't know how long. What am I waiting for? For some sort of sign to stay? There's nothing left for me here.

I swallow one pill after the other with water. It gets harder and harder to take more, I can't stop gagging. I don't know if it's my body already reacting to the medication or its because I can't drink any more water. I don't think about it, I can't stop now, it has to work, it has to work! I take a handful of pills with trembling hands.

Now we wait.

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Cameron's POV

I close the front door with my foot while I take off my coat and my shoes. I walk to the kitchen and put my keys down on the counter. I pour myself a glass of water then I go to the bedroom where I take off my tie and unbutton my shirt. I go to open the bathroom door but it's locked. I knock on the door, nothing. I knock again thinking maybe she didn't hear me. Again, nothing.

"Avery? It's me. Can you open the door please?" I don't hear anything so I try again, "Baby, open the door please." I'm getting worried when I still don't hear anything.

I know she struggles with her mental health and I know better than to leave her alone for a long period of time. Today I came home late, I let her alone longer than usual. If anything happened to her, it's on me. I'm getting erratic, "You better not be right behind the door Avery, I'm kicking the door in!"

I took a step back before slamming my foot close to the handle. The door falls off its hinges and I catch it before it can hit the ground. I step into the bathroom when my heart drops to my stomach. Before me lays Avery on the bathroom floor, pills all around her body.

"Avery?" I run up to her side and drop to my knees. "Avery!" I take two fingers and place them on the side of her neck. I don't feel anything. I reach for her wrist where I see every scar she willingly put on her body. They were all almost healed except for the ones that were freshly made. Most likely not long ago. After frantically searching for a pulse, I finally find one. I cradle her head in my chest while silent sobs comes out of my mouth. I take her limp little body in my arms and carry her to the car. I gently lay her down in the backseat and secure her the best I can.

It's been only five minutes of driving but it feels like the longest drive of my life. My heart is pounding fast inside my chest, I keep glancing at her form in the rear view mirror.

"Don't you die on me Avery!" I scream between choked sobs, "Don't you die on me... please."

I pull up into the hospital's parking and get her from the car. I run to the entrance with Avery in my arms.

I'm holding her cold hand as they take her away on a stretcher. A doctor comes up to me and rips me off of her.

"No! You gotta let me go! Please!" I'm sobbing in the arms of the doctor as he takes me to a private waiting room. "Please, I need to see her!" I scream but the doctor simply shakes his head and leaves me alone with my thoughts.

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I wake up, confused as to where I am. Then I realize, Avery! I get up and go to open the door when a different doctor comes in.

"How is she?" I ask worriedly. "She's stable." He says. A relieved gasp escape my lips, "Can I see her?"

He looks at me, hesitates but nods, "Make sure to not wake her up, she needs to regain her energy." He then turns around and leads me to a room with a single bed on which Avery lies.

"Thank you doctor." I say when he leaves us alone.

I look down at her, she's so thin. How did I let that happen?

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Avery's POV

I try to open my eyes but my eyelids feel so heavy. I'm able to open them just enough to see my surroundings. They have to adjust to the light and when they do, I see a figure looking out the window making me jump and let out a small whimper. The figure whips around, only to be Cameron. His eyes are red and puffy from crying, that's when I start crying too from guilt.

"Why-why would you do that, Avery?" He asks calmly. I don't have an answer.

"Why did you do it?!" At this point he's yelling making my sobs even louder. "Answer me Avery! Why. Did. You. Do. It!"

I now have difficulty breathing, which he notices as his features relax only to be replaced by worry and regret. He rushes over to sit on the chair next to my bed to take my hand.

"I'm sorry, Avery. So sorry." He says as he runs his fingers over the back of my hand. "Breathe baby. I need you to take a deep breath in for me and let it out." I do what he asked,

"Good job, can you do it one more time?" I nod while I take a deep breath and let it out.

"I need to know... why did you do it?" He looks me in my teary eyes as he waits for my answer.

Cameron's POV

I gently rub the back of her hand with my thumb, seeing on her face she's trying to find the words, "Take your time, Avery, it's okay." I almost whisper. She inhales deeply then croaks out, "I-I... I can't!" She sobs. I get up and lay down beside her to hold her tightly in my arms as she soaks my shirt with her salty tears.

When her breathing gets even, I put my finger under her chin and lift her head up so she looks at me. I kiss her forehead in a comforting manner.

"I-I..." she starts but soon gets on the verge of crying again, "It's okay, take your time. We have all the time in the world." I reassure her.

"I... I don't know," she starts. "I guess I was tired."

"Of what Avery?" I ask, worried of the answer.

"Of everything!" She cries out. I hug her more tightly and rub her back soothingly. "I was... am tired of being like this, having these thoughts, these voices in my head," she rambles as she tries to keep herself together. "I'm tired of never feeling loved, of never feeling wanted. Simply, I'm tired of never feeling anything. Good or bad. I feel numb and I hate it!" She takes a calming breath, then she continues, "I didn't think anyone would miss me, didn't think you'd miss me-" I interrupt her quickly, "Don't. You. Dare. Say that, Avery! Have I not shown you all these years how much you mean to me? Was that not enough for you to understand how that would tear me apart? After each of your attempts, did you not see how hurt you've made me, huh?" I stop to look at her torn face looking right at me, "Avery, I need you to listen real close," she nods her head, making me understand she's listening, "I. Love. You. Avery." I put emphasis on each word to really get it inside her head, "Alright? I love you Avery and when you do that it breaks me." I hear her small whimper and I turn to her fully to cuddle her. I keep whispering in her hair how much I love her and how I can't live without her.

Pretty soon, we fall asleep, embraced in each other's arms, in a hospital bed, with that awful experience still lingering on our faces.