Misery & Bliss; The Same Life with a Little Twist.

Chapter Two

I feel the rope get tighter around my neck, but before my feet leave the chair I feel the warmth of someone's arms around me.
"Chelsey, what are you doing.?"
I'm crying now as I look up I can't believe who I am seeing.
"Chance, is that really you?"
Chance, it was really him. With his milky white skin, crystal blue eyes & messy black mop on top of his head.
"But how did you get out? When did you get out.?"
"I left," Chance said.
"But it doesn't matter how I got out, what matters is what's wrong with you?"
I just couldn't believe it was him. I was so relieved, but scared.
I had so much to tell him & so much to say, but I couldn't.
I just curled up into his arms & cried. He pulls the rope off my neck & looked down at my wrist. He goes to my bathroom off the side of my room quickly & finds our first aid kit.
He walks back in & now I'm up in my bed. I'm skaking so bad. I look out the window & see that the sun is coming up.
He comes up to me & starts cleaning up my cuts. He cleans them well  &  wraps them up, not too loose or tight.
He puts my stuff away & comes back with tissues to wipe away the left over tears on my face. He sits besides me & holds my hand.
"Now please, tell me what has happened & what's wrong.?"
I look up to him & I can't even find the words to say.
Where did it all go wrong? How did I get here..
Well. . .