Save me from myself

Talking with the shrink

Chapter 2. Cassia's POV

I tried to look like I was listening as Dr. Jones talked at me. I nodded my head slightly or say mhm occasionally but in reality I was day dreaming about the boy at the hospital. "Cassia? Are you listening to me?" The doctor said making me jump "Uh yeah" I replied. He arched an eye brow "Are you sure?" He asked. "Yes" I replied impatiently "Then you won't mind telling me what I just said then will you," he said with that smirk on his face that told you he knew he had won. Oh but he hadn't won yet. I smirked back saying "Why would you need me to tell you what you just said? Well unless your a goldfish... Actually now I've thought about it you do resemble a gold fish" I smirked at him one last time before getting up at walking out of the room leaving him gobsmacked.

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Ky's POV

I sat in the drivers seat of my car. Staring at the gushing river ahead of me. The engine was running, the car beeping at me telling me to put my seat belt on. I closed my eyes for the last time before driving head on into the river. The freezing water rushed in through the windows, my eyes flinging open. The water filling my lungs and pulling me this way and that. I couldn't breathe, my lungs desperate for oxygen. I gasped my lungs choking on the water. My wide eyes getting heavy. Finally I was going to be six feet under. But just as the darkness began to over take my body, a pair of hands lifted me out of the water. They lay me down on the ground but it was too late, I was too far gone to come back now. Or so I thought.

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I awoke to the busy place of a hospital. Great I thought sarcastically. It seems I'm in for another trip to the mental hospital. I rolled my eyes. Did they actually think they could help me? Nobody could help me now. Depression has pulled me too far into the darkness and blocked the exit. There's only one way out now. Death.

Cassia's POV

I lay hidden in the meadow. The long grass hiding me away from the prying eyes of society. This was my place to come and think. It's where I come when I'm feeling no emotion. I come and I lay in the grass. Staring up at the sky, wishing I could be up with the clouds soaring along the skyline. If you saw the meadow you would believe it to be pure and beautiful. But you are wrong. I have tainted it with my blood. It may be my favourite place to be, but it is also my favourite place to cut. It's the ideal location. You have to go into a cave and then squeeze through a tiny tunnel before you end up in the meadow. Nobody ever sees the small gap leading to the tunnel. They think the cave just stops. The meadow is the only place where I feel totally free. Where I can do whatever I want without being watched and judged. The meadow is mine and I am never letting it go.

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I lay on my bed. Telling 2 am all my secrets once again. I turned on my side and stared at the little silver box that was hidden so carefully. Should I? I lay there for another 10 minutes debating with myself and my demons. Eventually I gave in. I was too weak for my demons. I got up and slid the little box out from its hiding place. I removed the lid and chose my glinting razor blade. I smiled to myself. Maybe all along this is what I wanted. I brought the razor to my stomach. Why would I cut where you can all see? I want you all to believe I'm getting better. When in reality I'm getting worse. I slowly dragged the blade along my skin. The blood began oozing out. But it wasn't long before my stomach and bands were covered. I'd cut too deep! I couldn't stop the blood! So I did the only thing I thought of at that moment. I grabbed my phone and called the boy. I'm sure he'll understand. I was home alone so nobody would see him come in. After three rings he picked up. "Hello? Who is this?" He asked wide awake. I wasn't surprised. 2 am probably knows his secrets too. "The girl from the hospital, Cassia." I replied panicked. "What is it Cassia?" He was worried. I could tell from his voice. "I've cut too deep! I can't stop the blood!" I sobbed into the phone. I didn't want to go like this. At this time. I want to get to know this mysterious boy. I want him. "Where do you live? I'm coming over" he stated. "26 Roosegrave street" I replied shakily. "Ok that's not far ill be right over. " he said. "Ok" I choked out before hanging up. I couldn't see straight. I couldn't breathe properly. My eyes started closing as I faintly heard my name being called and somebody pounding on the front door. "I'm sorry..." I whispered before letting darkness consume me.

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Ky's POV

I pounded on the door, shouting her name. No answer. I was going to have to break the door down. I stood back and kicked the door hard. The wood splintered. Just one more kick and the door flew open. I ran upstairs just in time to her the words "I'm sorry" I followed the voice and opened a door to find Cassia lying in a pool of her own blood. I grabbed the bandages from my pocket and tightly wrapped them round the cuts. She was right, she had cut too deep. She had gone through her veins. After the bandage was secure there was nothing else I could do but sit and hope. I sat with my head in my hands. Wishing I could've got her sooner. Wishing I could've been there for her when she needed me. The first time I saw her in the hospital, she took my breath away. She was so beautiful. Not beautiful in spite of her scars, but beautiful with her scars. She was perfect. Her soft blonde hair bouncing down her back perfectly. Her deep green eyes that hid so much emotion. Her pale complexion that fit her perfectly. She was so perfect. And in that moment, I swear I fell in love with this girl I'd never met.