Eliza Jordan

The Nightmare

     I'm in the hospital again my arms cover in scars from the night before. I trace the marks with my hands slowly. I look up and he's there looking at me with a smile. I smile back and sit up as he walks toward me. "Hey, Lizzy. How you doing," he says kissing my cheek.

     "Good now that you are here." "Liz your arms. What happened why did you do it." "Because..," i stop talking realizing that its not real. The room shifted now I was in Jordan's house. He was in standing in the bathtub with a knife in his hand. "JORDAN, STOP!!"

      I kept screaming but my best friend couldn't here me. "PLEASE, STOP! DON'T DO IT!" That's when he took the knife and slit his throat. He fell lifeless in the tub. I woke up screaming. My bed was full of sweat i got up from my bed and went into the bathroom. Turning on the cold water and splashing it on my face, I look up into the mirror.

     My eyes are bright blue from crying. Taking off my clothes, I turn the shower on and get in. I stand there in the freezing water gathering my thoughts. That's what would've happen if I wasn't there. I love him and he needs to know.  I get out of the shower and wrap myself in a towel.

     Checking the time as I grab my phone, one new message appears on the screen. It's from Jordan. "Are you ok," it reads. "Yea, im fine," I reply. "You are still having nightmares aren't you?'' "Yea.."  "I'm so sorry I didn't mean for any of this to happen." "I know." "I just thought no one cared. My mom never being with me and just everything I thought the world would be better without me."

     " You were wrong as you can see I can't live without you. I need to tell you something." "What?" I hesitated then replied, "I love you when I thought you where going to die I lost it that is why I was in the hospital I couldn't live without you."

      Minutes had passed with no reply, I was about to give up waiting when he replied," I love you too, I didn't think you cared. It's my fault you were in the hospital. Its my fault you are in therapy." "People do care about you. Lots of people would have been devastated  if I wasn't there to stop you. And it's not your fault that this stuff has happened to me. It's mine. I made the choice."

     "Liz?" "Yea." "I have to go. I will see you at group. I love you. Bye." "Love you too. Bye." I was sitting on my bed when I put my phone down and for the first time in a long time I smiled.