The Happy Girl and Me.

Chapter 6

*3 months later*
Shay P.O.V
I knew she wasn't getting better I bloody knew it! I thought to myself as she told me she had cut once again "Why?" I whispered aloud. "Freaking hell Carter, why!"
"Shay chill out its not like I promised not to do it again" Carter said from the bed. "But you did car! You promised me! You said after we got together you wouldn't do it" I replied annoyed now. "Technically I said I wouldn't do it, didn't promise." She said walking towards me. "Come on Shay I don't want to fight" she said pecking me on the lips. Ugh how can I stay upset at her when she does that. "I'm still upset at you" I muttered kissing her back. "Plus you still never answered my question"
"Look I need to tell you something" Carter said looking away "something long overdue"
"3 years ago, when I was 14 I tried to hang myself. It didn't work obviously. I didn't even strangle myself, I put the rope on wrong or something and ended up fracturing my neck. Anyway my dad found me and rushed me to the hospital. I was so close with my dad, even got named after him. I was a daddy's girl, he was so upset that I tried to kill myself." She breathed out tears running down her face a small smile on her lips as if remembering something "I was there for months recovering getting messages about how much of a failure I was that I couldn't even kill my self properly. I thought maybe if I just bent my neck a bit more it would just snap and I'd be gone. My mum overheard me ripping the sheets up to use as rope and quickly rang my dad and brother to come try help me calm down. After an hour and them still not being there mum got worried, they weren't answering their phones. Another hour past until mums phone rang it was the hospital telling her to come in. She was confused but went to the main desk thinking it was about me. She came back crying hysterically 2 hours later. She stared punching me screaming at me its my fault it's my fault. I didn't know what she was talking about so I asked her and she looked me dead in the eye and said you killed your father, you killed your brother and left. I later found out that on their way to the hospital to see me they got hit by a drunk driver. My dad died instantly, my brother Keith died 20 minutes later on the way to the hospital. My mum has always blamed me for it and I guess it's my fault for being selfish and trying to end my life." She finished tears streaming down her face.
I just held her not knowing what to do, what to say but now it was all piecing together, never seeing her dad, her mum hating her.
And to think I thought she was getting better, that she was happy. How utterly wrong was I though.