Deadly love | Chacha

Fallout

                      ~Chapter 59~
                           Fallout

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Chases POV:
After a day in the hospital. We went home. Charli didn't want to stay there longer then we had to.

She's not doing good at all.
After a while she stopped crying and she went back into her not talking, no emotion phase. I don't like when she does this. I'd rather her cry because when she's crying I know she's feeling things. When she's like this I don't know what she's thinking. It's better to feel sad then to feel nothing.

When she feels nothing that's when there's a problem. That's when she starts the self harm. Im gonna keep an eye on her. Im not gonna leave her for one second. I know what she'll do in 1 second.

As we were driving home I looked beside me in the passengers seat and I felt sad. She was just sitting there in silence still holding that stupid bear with tear stains on her cheeks.

How are we gonna get through this. How will we ever be able to have a normal conversation again. I can't imagine it. When will it start. When will one day we decide, im done grieving let's talk about something else.
I can't see that ever happening.
Will this be the end of us? After everything we've been through. Will we not be able to get passed this?

Time skip ⏭️
2 days later

Chase: "where are you going?"

She groaned

Charli: "can you leave me alone for 5 seconds! Im going to therapy"
Chase: "I will drive you"

She shook her head annoyed at me

Charli: "for the last time. I am not gonna hurt myself! Just let me do something alone so I don't feel like a total idiot?!"

Okay. Okay.

Chase: "okay. Sure."

I guess I will let her. I trust her enough to do that.

She left the house in a rush and slammed the door behind her.

The second she left I ran to the kitchen counter. I opened up the top drawer and shuffled through all her prescriptions, Depakote, citalopram, no no. Escitalopram, yes. That ones the best.

I pulled it out of the cabinet and opened it. I hope she doesn't notice they're going missing.

I took one out of the bottle and swallowed it.

The door opened and I very quickly threw the bottle back into the cabinet and closed it

I looked at her and she looked at me
Weirdly

Charli: "forgot my wallet"

She walked passed me and grabbed her wallet and then left

Thank god she didn't see me.

Wait. Why does she even need her wallet to go to therapy.

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I waited for charli to get home for a few hours. I thought maybe she has been trapped in the traffic but after a bit I knew that wasn't true. She wanted to get away from me and that makes me so fucking sad because I need her right now. I need her more then anyone.

I'm so worried about her and what she could be doing right now. I texted her like a thousand times and I called her a billion times. She won't answer me. I need to know she's okay.

I should have never let her out of my sight. I shouldn't have. I said I wouldn't and I did. I'm such an idiot.

I'm gonna cry. She can't leave me too. I can't lose someone else.