The Boy With Depression

chapter 4

***Bella pov***

It was only mid-afternoon. There was still the rest of the day to think. Right? I walked back down to my room and plopped on the bed with a sigh. I could here water running from in the bathroom. So Jess was probably still in the shower. So i sat and waited. And waited. And waited. Okay. Something must be wrong. I walked to the bathroom door and knocked.

"D-dont come i-in Be-ella." I heard a weak but husky voice say. "You c-cant see me l-like th-this." He spoke. What!? What the fuck is he talking about. Suddenly i was worried. I reached for the door knob. I dont care what he had just told me. Surprisingly, the door wasnt locked so i barged right in. He was still in the shower. "Dont l-look at me." He sadly spoke. I closed my eyes and grabbed a towel for him. I tried to get to where his naked body stood but i bumped into the counter and toilet. Ouch. My hands were stretched out. Finally i felt the shower curtain. I pulled it back and handed him the towel. He took it.

"Are you...duh....covered?" I asked shyly.

"Yes b-but you need t-to get out." He said he was covered so i opened my eyes. But i was shocked at what i saw.

Cuts. All down his arms.

Blood. All down his arms. What had he done. His body was glistening. His blond hair stuck to his face. He had his towel slung low on his hips. He looked like an angle. Except for the blood running down his arms. I quickly grabbed two towels and tied up his arms. That will have to work for now. I layed him down on my bed. What now? His face was turning pale and his lips were looking blue. I ran up to the kitchen.

I grabbed the phone and dialed 911.

"Hello whats your emergency?" A lady asked.

"I need an-an ambulance now!" I tried to stay calm but i couldn't.

"Okay where is your location?" How was she so calm!

"2931 St. Peters Road!" I yelped.

"Okay i need you to stay on the phone with me. What is your emergency?" The lady asked. I ran back down stairs to check on Jess.

"He...he....his god damn lips are blue....and his fucking face is pale lady. He could be dying!" I yelled through the phone. Jess tensed at my words. I sat on the bed beside his shaking body. I put my hand in his.

"You need to stay calm." She told me.

"How the fuck am i supposed to stay calm!" I yelled. Okay. I had enough of this lady. "Oh crap." I said sarcastically. "Im going through a tunnel. We are breaking up." I hung up the phone. I lifted Jess's wounded arms into the air. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!" I yelled at him. "Do you have a fucking death wish." I yelled. His eyes fluttered closed and i heard the sirens. I looked out my window and saw about 10 people running towards the house. I looked back at Jess and stroked his cheek.

Soon the doctors, Austin, Tyler, and a crying Sky burst through the door. The doctors pushed me away but i faught back. I yelled at them. Ty picked me up bridal style but i kept hitting him and telling him to put me down. Jess was lifted onto a platform and taken from the room. Austin looked at me with sad eyes. I mouthed a 'help' to him and he caught on. "I will take her Ty." He reached for me. And i jumped free. I ran.

I ran towards the ambulance. "Wait! Let me come with him!" I yelled. I got up to the ambulance and a few doctors gave me apologetic looks. "Please." I got on my knees. "Please. I have to be with him." I told them.

"Let her come doc. She cant hurt anything." I black haired old lady said. She had electric blue eyes. I thanked her and hopped on. I stood the whole ride holdnig Jess's hand while they injected different fluids into him. He kept squeezing my hand because he was in pain. I tried to calm him. I played with his wavy hair. I knew he liked when i played with his hair. Soon we arrived at the hospital and he was drug from my grip again.