Gwen's POV
TW-SH
I wake up to being on the couch, alone. I look over to the kitchen, and sees Heather making breakfast or something.
"Love, are you making something..?"
"Mhm! I have pancakes ready if you'd like some."
I walk over to Heather, wrapping my arms around her waist and I put my head on her should, slightly whispering.
"I'm still a little tired..."
"You could stay here with me or you could lay down, darling."
"It's fine I'll just stay here with you."
~
Heather finishes making breakfast and we go onto the couch to watch some TV while eating.
"Oh and my love, I have to leave soon, I have to pack some more clothes."
"Oh ok! Thanks for letting me know!"
Heather reaches to grab my chin to make me look at her.
"Of course my love."
I kiss Heather gently and she kissed back the same way. I scoot over towards Heather more, making me cuddled into her side. Heather puts and arm around me on my waist, pulling me a little bit more towards her.
"I love you, my love."
"I love you too darling!"
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Heather leaves to go to her apartment to get clothes, so now I'm home alone with my cat. Trent, Alejandro and Bridgette all live in my apartment building, so maybe I could ask one of them to come over? I mean Courtney is probably at Bridgette's, and Trent and Alejandro are probably fucking their "friends". Yea right, I KNOW they are gonna date Trent and Tyler, I'm not blind. Guess I'll just stay at home than...
I turned on the TV until I got a message. The message was from someone who I fucking HATE, my brother. We lost contact when I went into collage, which was last year, this is my second year in collage. I read the message and instantly cried.
(Gwen is gay ass hoe and her brother is fuck you)
Prov chat w/ Fuck you/gay ass hoe
Fuck you: Hey bitch!!
Gay ass hoe: wait what the fuck do you want.
Fuck you: nothing, just want to make your life a living hell!
Gay ass hoe: why the fuck does that make you happy??
Fuck you: because whenever you suffer, it makes me happy knowing I'm better than you!
Gay ass hoe: well at least I don't find people's suffering enjoyable!
Fuck you: at least I'm not gay
Gay ass hoe: at least I have a life and not just living in moms garage with no job or in collage
Fuck you: at least mom loves me still
Gay ass hoe: at least i have people who love me and not just homophobic ass white bitches
Fuck you: at least every time I go out I don't get called slurs
Gay ass hoe: AT LEAST I GO OUT.
Fuck you: you go low, i go lower.
Fuck you: AT LEAST I DIDNT COMMIT SUICIDE AND CUT MYSELF WHEN EVERYONE IN MY LIFE LEFT ME BECAUSE I WAS OPENLY GAY AND WHEN MY FIRST GF BROKE UP WITH ME IT WASENT BECAUSE I WAS TOO BORING AND SHE FELL OUT OF LOVE AND BECAME STRAIGHT.
Gay ass hoe: bitch.
Gay ass hoe has blocked Fuck you
(Gwen's first girlfriend wasent Courtney, it was when Gwen was like 14-15)
I sit on the couch, sobbing uncontrollably. I've been 3 months clean, but he had a point. I walk over to my kitchen to grab one of my knifes I used to use, and bring them into the bathroom. I stare until my mirror, sobbing. He KNEW it was a low blow and still said it. I start cutting and I honestly forgot the feeling, painful but good. The cuts hurt so fucking bad, all I see is blood and a blurry vision. I wanted to clean up but I couldn't physically stand up, instead I wait for Heather, maybe she could help.
Priv chat w/ My love<3/Darling
Darling<3: love, are you almost at the apartment?
My love<3: I'm so sorry my love, I'm on my way now, I did bring some food for us though!
Darling<3: oh ok! I love you!
My love<3: I love you too darling
Heathers POV
After 5 mins of texting Gwen for a little, I reach Gwen's apartment. I open the door, seeing Gwen sobbing uncontrollably, with VERY bloody arms
"O-Oh my god... are you ok, love?!"
"I-I don't know..."
Next thing I know, my girlfriend is passed out on my shoulder. I quickly dial 911 for paramedics, since I'm afraid of anything to happen to her.
I explain to the person on the other end what happened, and if Gwen had any suicidal or SH problems. I know Gwen has a suicide and SH problem, but she haven't tried suicide in about 2 months and she's 3 months clean...
Paramedics get here and they take her into the ambulance, her body still very bloody.
~
I got to the hospital and quickly go to Gwen's room. She's passed out now, but her bandages are cleaner so that's good.
I go to sit on a chair by her bed until Trent, Cody, and Noah get here.
"Hey..."
"Hey..! How's Gwen?"
"Honestly not great Trent, she's passed out now but when i first saw her, her arms were all bloody..."
"Oh my god..."
"Yea..."
"Are you staying for the night?"
I look over at Cody.
"Mhm, are you?"
"Yea I am, Noah you could go back home if you'd like."
"I'll stay here, you don't know how to drive for your fucking life and heathers probably staying for a couple nights so I'll stay."
"Ok!"
I look at Gwen's vitals, making sure she's still alive, which she is. Her bandages got re-bandaged but her arms are still bleed. Noah and Cody went downstairs to get food or something, so it's just me and Gwen in the room.I fall asleep in the chair that i was sitting before, which is by her bed.
~
I wake up to a faint voice, sounding like my girlfriend.
"Ugh... my head hurts..."
"Your awake!"
I walk over to Gwen holding one of her hands.
"Where am I, love?"
"The hospital..."
There's silence, a lot of uncomfortable silence. Gwen probably knows that I know why she's in the hospital right now.
"I'm sorry..."
SORRY I HAVENT POSTED, THIS CHAPTER ALMOST MADE ME CRY SO I STOPPED WRITING IT😭(IF YOU SAW THIS BEFORE NO YOU DIDNT THIS IS TOTALLY NEW...)
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