Emmi [ COMPLETED ]

Dramatic

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***EMMI POV***
I have been living in depression, ever since June died I haven't been myself. Well actually I went to my old self, the cutting, depression Emmi. I have spoke to my siblings only my mom and dad. But I barley talk to them. "Mom I'm going out." I said as I grabbed my key. In idaho you have to be 17 and or older to buy alcohol. I went to the gas station to where I was kidnapped. I got beer and vodka. Showed the cashier my card payed for the drinks and got in the car and left. I went to my house. You know the one my parents got me and June. I sat in the couch in the dark and played a movie. *pop* there goes the first beer cap. I drank it entirely *pop* there goes the second. *pop* there goes the third. I drank about 6 beers total until I was totally drunk. My parents payed for my car to be fixed and they finalized it today. So it's siting on the drive way. I started crying. I went into to June's room and sat on the bed. "She didn't even get to sleep in this bed!" I screamed. I got up and I felt like I was spinning. "emmi, you could of saved June. You loser!" The voices screamed in my head. I ran into every wall falling on the floor making my way to the closet. I opened the door and ripped everything out going to my blades and a baseball bat. I sat on the floor and cut my wrists. The blood was all over my clothes. *knock knock* "hey Emmi! Dad rented a movie do you want to watc- AHHHH! EMMI! STOP! YOUR BLEEDING" Brock screamed grabbing my blades out of my hand, which made a huge gash on his hand. "BROCK! STOP! YOU HURT YOURSELF IM NOT FIGHTING A 10 YEAR OLD YOU DAMN BRAT! JUST GO AWAY!" I said and I hit him causing him to fall. I stood up and looked at him cry. He got up and ran to the house with blood from his hand following behind him. "I HATE THIS DAMN CAR! AND ALL THE MEMORIES!" I screamed as I hit the glass causing it to shatter everywhere. "I DONT WANT TO SEE THIS CAR! EVER AGAIN!" I screamed wacking the hood and a the windows. The blood on my wrist was all over my hands, I dropped the bat and rubbed my face. "Why! Why God!" I screamed as my dad came running out. "EMMI!" He screamed running towards me, I fell to the floor and started bursting out crying. "Emmi, it's okay, it's okay." He said sitting down putting me in his lap. "DAD! STOP! IM DRUNK! AND IM LIVING IN HELL! TELLING ME ITS OKAY WONT HELP! I WANT TO BE DEAD! JUNE DIDNT EVEN GET TO DO ANYTHING SHE WANTED! IF I HADENT DRUNK A BEER THE NIGHT BEFORE SHE DIED! NONE OF THIS WOULDNT OF HAPPENED! I screamed getting out of his lap and going in side my house. I came out with a sharp knife. "EMMI STOP!" He screamed walking towards me. "ONE MORE STEP AND ILL STAB MYSELF!" I screamed crying, "EMMI! Put the knife down!" My dad screamed. Everything started going blurry. I shook my head and I looked at the knife. Dad started walking towards me. "Dad, I said one more step." I said I just then stabbed myself in the stomach. I was still alive, my mom came running out. My dad ripped the knife out of my stomach. "Baby! It's going to fine!" Mom screamed as an ambulance came rushing up the hill. I touched my wound and looked at my hand, my hand was covered in blood. "Mom I'm happy." I said. Then I blacked out.

*****SHAYS POV*****
My daughter just stabbed her self. And now she is at the hospital. "I'm such a bad dad. I hate myself." I said hugging Colette. "Your not a bad dad! Emmi is going through hard times. Her daughter died. She was raped. She was bullied. She was kidnapped. Of course she is going to want to die. All this crap is happening to her. Your not a bad dad at all!" My wife said. "I know. But I should of protected her!" I raged as Brock got stitches. "Let me call Gavin." I said. I dialed Gavin's number. "Hey gav. Your sister stabbed herself, and Brock has to get 15 stitches, I just wanted to update you." I said. "Is she going to be okay?" Gavin said concerned. "Gav, I don't know. I honestly don't know." I said hanging up the phone.

****3 HOURS LATER****
*EMMI POV*
"Wake up emmi," the voice said. I did what I was told. "Ah!" I screamed waking up. I shot you and felt fine. Except my side hurt a little bit. "SHES AWAKE!" Dad screamed hugging me. "I'm sorry. I don't want to be sad any more." I said