Stars in the Darkness

11. For Not Being Strong Enough

➖Trigger Warning➖

I'm not sure what time it is, but all I know is that it tears are running down my face and they aren't going to stop.. My hands cover my face as streams roll down my arms.

"It's not fair.. Not fair.." I whimper, I just, I just.. I just crave for someone's arms around me and hearing a voice saying "it's okay, I'm here.." Is that too much to ask? It dam is obviously.

Reaching out for my phone, my wet hands curl around my case as I try to hold it steady. Shaking my fingertips type in the code and I go to calls and I hit Kyle.

Kyle's P.O.V.

Rolling around in my bed with my batman pajamas on, I just, can't go to sleep. Something on the inside is stirring me up. Something just..

Isn't right.

The sound of Vic's voice makes me jump up, it's Rosalina. Wait, why is she up? Sliding the answering block I place my ear to the metal and listen. I hear what seems to be crying.. I feel my own throat start to get tight, why is she crying..?

"Rosalina..? What's wrong..?" I ask, I can't cry right now. Though..it's so hard not too!

"K-Kyle, I know this sounds cliche, but, I miss you so much and things have been going insane and I can't handle it!" She says more like screams. Her words make me shutter, "I can't handle it!". That's way to familiar of a phrase.

"You want to talk about it?" I ask, I have no idea how to make her feel better without actually going to her. Wait a minute..

"Yeah... I need to talk to someone about it..," she says sniffling through the phone. I turn speaker on and start to pack up some clothes and needs.

"Alright.. I'm all ears.." I say in a soothing tone to her.

"F-first off I got home from Jordan's," wait she was at Jordan's for four days?! What! I stop packing for a little bit, a pang of jealousy stung me. "and I got back home and my mom and dad were fighting and my dad pushed me against the couch, I thought he was going to kill me.." She starts crying again but harder this time. Just wait Rosalina, I'm going to come over.

"My mom threw my dad out, because he cheated on her with a-another woman, and she just laid there on the couch, like, like a dead person with beer cans surrounding h-her.." The sniffles became muffled by a blanket, I'm guessing.

Going to my moms room I open it and stick my head in.

"Hey mom, I'm going to my friends house cause... She is having a really bad mental breakdown..." I say feeling my throat getting tighter and tighter. I..

I can't lose her.

Not again.

"Alright Kyle. Make sure she is held close so she knows she isn't alone.." My mom says had asleep. Closing the door I grab my penny board and head to Rosalina's house. I know the longer time I wait the closer she can end.

Looking down at my phone it gets quiet.

"Rosalina?" Nothing, pure silence. My heart starts to reach into my throat. "Rosalina!" My vision starts to get blurry, no. No. No. No! "Rosalina! Please!" The sniffling comes back to the microphone.

"I'm s-sorry Kyle.." She whimpers, why is she saying sorry! Oh please don't tell me she actually..

"W-wait for what?" I say tears going down my cheeks. I pull into her driveway and run up the steps and open the door.

"For not being strong enough..." She whispers.

I have no more time, running up the stairs, probably waking up everyone else in the house but right now I need to get to her. Finding her door I go inside and I see her curled up on her bed. Leaning over her I see a blade with red on it, looking at her wrists I see the familiar cuts. She didn't slit them.

I move around her and wrap my arms around her. Holding her tight against me, I can feel the blood going into my shirt.

Resting my head on top of hers my grip only becomes harder. I almost lost her. It was close. Too close..

I look down at her face, though tear stained, she still was beautiful. Her hair sticking to her face like glue and her long eyelashes down touching her white cheeks.

I run my fingers against her cheeks down to her lips. How long has she been holding this in? It must have been a long while, for things like this just build, and build, till it bursts like a dam and everything flows free and everything doesn't make sense. Then people act out of there mind without thinking about it.

I hold her. I keep holding her.

"Make sure she is held close so she knows she isn't alone.." My mothers voice rings in my head. I will stay like this till she wakes up, I'm going to stay with her.

I'm with her.

She isn't alone.

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Authors Note: okay tbh, I cried while I was typing this, cause it is so relatable and yeah, just, *whips tears away* so touching... And yeah..