She had a tingling feeling on her upper arm the tingling feeling started to fade and turned into pain the pain was a sharp sting and felt like a knife carving in her skin. it started to bleed, after a couple of minutes of excruciating pain it started to disappear into a scar.
Beverly's POV:
I woke up my eyes started watering, I looked at my phone and saw that it was 5 A.M. I stood up and walked to the bathroom to grab some tissues.
I called to see if Quinn was awake. She answered the phone very sleepy. Hey. I said while sitting on my bed. What's wrong? Why are you calling me at 5 o'clock? She asked concerned. I... I had a nightmare about the time I was.. suicidal a couple years ago. I said with tears in my eyes. She was silent for a couple seconds. Are you okay? She asked. I.. I don't know. I replied. She knew I was suicidal around 2 years ago, it was after my mom and I got into a car crash, and I got bullied a lot at school for being gay.
I.. I just feel like it's my fault. I said while feeling the tears pour down my face. That's ridiculous! It wasn't your fault. She said. I'm sorry. I said. Don't apologize. it was that drunk drivers fault not yours she replied. Yeah but I survived, and I wish she did instead of me. I said. Honey I'm so sorry, but we can't do anything about it, I think it's a good idea to talk to your therapist about it. Quinn said. Yeah.. I guess so. I replied.
We kept talking for a bit and she fell asleep around 6 A.M. I watched her fall asleep, I hung up and went to bed.
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Romance[COMPLETED] I feel like my writhing gets better almost every chapter And I hope you enjoy reading this story. I use a lot of sarcasm without mentioning The story contains: Fluff/Smut Homophobes LGBTQ+ community Mental illness Self harm Alcohol...
