Malia And Kylie Oneshots

Numb pt.2

Kylies POV

I had been texting Ivory all night after they left, begging for answers, she gave none but reassured me that Malia would be okay. The way she said 'would be okay' is almost haunting because I know that means she isn't okay now, and it's all my fault. I barely slept, tossing and turning, why did I do that to her?! God. I am such a fucking idiot. I check the time to see it's almost 8, is that an acceptable time to call Ivory?? Fuck it. I unlock my phone and call her number, it rings and rings for what feels like eternity before Ivory answers,

"Kylie?" She yawns,

"Shit did I wake you up?" I ask,

"Yea but it's alright" She replies,

"H-How is she?" I ask nervously,

"I'm not sure, Mom is with her" She says,

"What about last night when you got home?" I ask,

"Crying a lot. She kept pulling off her plasters to see her cuts" Ivory says,

"Has she ever done this before?" I ask feeling my body tense up,

"I don't know, Mom doesn't tell me a lot" She says,

"Can you tell her I'm sorry" I say in a quiet voice,

"Kylie it's not your fault, Malia was in a bad way before we even left the house" Ivory yawns,

"She was? How do you know?" I ask,

"She was just really antsy and hyperventilate, I shouldn't have made her come" She says,

"Ivory hunny don't you dare blame yourself" I say,

"Thanks Kyl-" 

"MALIA" Someone yells loudly in the background,

"What was that?" I instantly ask,

"I- I don't know" Ivory says quietly and I hear something shatter on her end,

"Ivory!?" I ask desperately,

"Sorry Kylie I have to go, I will call you okay?" She says,

"Wait! Ivory!" I yell but she hangs up,

"Fuck!" I bite my lip as I feel tears brim my eyes, without thinking I grab my car keys and run out the door, I jump into my car and drive to Malia's house, god my brain was full of overwhelming thoughts. Within a few minutes, thanks to speeding, I pull up outside her house. I don't even knock I just run in to see a total shit show, there is glass shattered across the ground and Ivory is in tears on the couch,

"Kylie?" Malias mom walks into the living room, I see blood on her shirt,

"W-What happened?" I ask,

"It's okay hunny" She hugs me and I can't help but let out a few tears,

"Is Malia okay?" I ask and she just purses her lips,

"C-Can I see her?" I ask and her mom nods her head, she leads me to Malia's room and slowly opens the door, I walk in and surprisingly her mom doesn't follow me in, she just shuts the door behind me.

"Maliki?" I say softly as I sit down on the end of her bed, she sits up and looks at me, her eyes red and puffy,

"I-I'm so sorry Kylie" she says, her voice weak and shaky,

"Oh baby" I crawl up the bed and pull her into my arms,

"I'm the one who should be sorry" I grab her hands,

"I don't know what is wrong with me" She turns her wrists around to show me the cuts, a new large one across her left arm, I bite my lip trying to hold in my tears,

"I couldn't stop myself" She starts to cry,

"Shhh it's okay" I say, 

"You are so beautiful" I softly trace my fingers down her cuts, 

"no I'm not" Malia pulls her arms away, I keep my arms in front of her and roll up my sleeve,

"You see this?" I point at the tattoo of a rose on my wrist,

"yes" Malia answers quietly,

"feel it" I softly take her hand and move her fingers across the tattoo,

"Kylie" Malia's breath hitches,

"Hey, it's okay baby" I hug her tightly and instead of her freezing up she quickly melts into my arms as she tries to regulate her breathing,

"I-I didn't know" She says,

"It was a long time ago" I sigh,

"Why?" She asks,

"Everything just got a bit much and I did it, only once but it still left a scar" I say,

"This is still beautiful" I pull her arms back out,

"It also gives you an excuse to get a cool tattoo" I grin,

"What if I do it again?" She asks in a low whisper,

"Thats alright, we can just take it step by step" I say,

"I love you Kylie" Malia turns around and hugs me,

"I love you too Malia" I pull her closer to me and she lays her head on my chest, I feel her start to slowly fall asleep which comforts me because I know she did not sleep last night, not long after I feel my eyes start to get heavy too.