Dying, Dead (Johnnie Guilbert)

1.8

!TRIGGER WARNING!
*3 weeks later*

I took the blade out of my drawer. Johnnie hates me, Ally hates me, Jordan hates me, and Bryan. I couldn't give a shit about the fans. If they don't like Johnnie and I together they can suck my booty. They're calling me a whore for hanging out with Johnnie. Or when I did hang out with Johnnie. I want to just end all of this. Then I'll be able to see Gus. I slowly dragged the blade across my arms, each one going deeper and deeper.

I finally understand why everybody hates me. Because now I hate me too.
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Johnnie's POV (finally!)

"Hi Johnnie," her voice cracked. "I um I love you so much I just-" a sob escaped her lips,"I'm sorry if I did something I'm just *sniff* I love you, please call me back."

I started crying. Why am I doing this? I don't know why but as soon as I got to the house I realized, she can't handle hate. If she sees the hate on Twitter, it could break her. That's why I'm shutting her out. I don't want her to get hurt.

I was going to call her back when I got a call from Damon.

"Hey!" He greeted me from the phone.

"Hey what's up?"

"Um the fact that you're completely shutting Bella out. You know she cried the whole day yesterday and when I called her today she didn't answer." Damon sounds worried.

"Well maybe she's in the shower or something."

"No because last time she was, she put me on speaker and we talked. I think she's hurt!"

"Damon I don't care!" Lies.

"Well Johnnie maybe you should be a good boyfriend and care about your girlfriend!" I ended the call. What if she is hurt? Oh my gosh what have I done.

I quickly put my shoes on and drove to her house. By the time I got there, an ambulance was parked in the front. I saw Damon's car pull up at the same time I did. Patti was sitting on the curb sobbing. Oh my god what did I do?

"Hey! Who are you?" She asked.

"I'm Johnnie."

"You're Johnnie? Are you fucking serious?" She got up and started hitting me over and over again while crying.

"What happened?" I had a pale face. I feel so guilty. "She committed suicide."
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Bella's pov (again)

"If she doesn't wake up in the next 2 days we're just going to move her to a different hospital." I heard a male voice from the room.

"She's only been in a coma for a week! Why are you going to move her?" This time the voice was female.

"I already told you that we don't cover comas that last over 2 weeks and this week is almost over!" I heard the male voice again. Wait a coma? What? I moved my eyes trying to open them but it felt like a knife was constantly stabbing them. When I tried to move my arms, they felt like they had weights on them. My mouth felt dry, like a desert. I can't take this anymore.

One, two, three. I opened my eyes quickly. I looked around and there was a doctor at the front of the bed with Patti. Then to my left I had a cup of water and pills. Forget the pills, I downed the water.

"You're awake!" The doctor stated.

"Yeah no shit Sherlock." Patti rolled her eyes.

"You can take your pills when I get back." The doctor then ran out of the room and came back with another cup of water. I did as told and drank it with my pills.

"When can I leave?" I asked the doctor.

"Um well we can run a few tests right now and you can leave in 4 days."

"And if I don't?"

"Eight days." He smiled. He had silver hair but he looked in his mid forties. "I'd like to do them now."

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I was released from the hospital about an hour ago. Johnnie was at the hospital I guess but then he left and didn't go back. That made my heart hurt, just the thought of him being there but not wanting me to see me.

I honestly can say that I'm done with guys. I never want to see him again. In fact, I hate him.

*ring, ring*

I looked over at my phone.

*Blocked number*

"Yellowwww?" I answer the phone.

"Hi um how are you?" This male voice made me jump. Am I going to die? I mean I wouldn't care but if it's murder many things can go wrong.

"Who's this?" I asked, kinda creeped out.

"Um its uh J-Johnnie." I was shocked. Johnnies calling me? Why?

"What do you want, Johnnie?" I sighed.

"Um I don't know I-" he was talking before I cut him off. "You put me through so much shit. I wouldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I'm finally over you."

"Well I'm not over you!" His voice boomed from my phone. I stayed silent.

"I just didn't know how you would handle the hate." He continued.

"I don't give a shit about their opinion. I told you that when I wanted to go public." I can't stand this anymore. It's like my throat is closing. I started gasping for air, instantly recognizing this new panic(at the disco) attack. "Babe, babe are you okay?"

"I-I can't-" I started to walk around the house. "I'm okay." I finally spoke. My stitches started to feel kinda sore.

"I just really miss you." He sounds so sincere. "I-I love you."

"Listen, I don't know what to think right now. I don't know if you're going to turn on me or not, I don't know if you're going to hurt me again and I-" I was rambling before Johnnie calmed me down.

"I love you so much Bella, why can't you see that?" Johnnies voice cracked. "I don't think it's a good time Johnnie." I quickly ended the call and blocked his number.

After all that commotion, I ran up to my room. I need to explain what happened to the fans.

"Hey guys it's Bella and I have a lot of explaining to do!" I smiled a weak smile into the camera.

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Sorry about the short chappy! I'm going to do a double update because I feel bad about this sucky chapter.