THIS BOOK CONTAINS: TALK ABOUT SUICIDE AND SUICIDE ATTEMPTING, SELF-HARM, RAPE, ABUSE, AND STRONG LANGUAGE. THIS IS THE ONLY WARNING, AS I WILL NOT BE WARNING IN THE STORY, MAYBE IN SOME. (mostly because I will forget)
Calista Perez is a sweet and...
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TW: MENTIONS OF SUICIDE AND SELF-HARM
October 29th, 2024, is the day Alex and Calista had the worst argument they've ever had.
After the ambulance comes to get Calista, Alex rides with her while Isabell, Taylor, JJ, and I ride in my car, since I have more driving experience,since I may or may not do illegal street racing.
"She'll be okay, Eli." Isa, who is beside me in the passenger seat, reaches over and grabs my hand that is on the gear shifter. I glance over at her and smile while nodding. We all sit in a comfortable silence until we get to the hospital.
When I park, we run inside. Taylor walks to the receptionist to find out what room she's staying in. "Hello, we're here for Calista Perez." The receptionist glances up and looks at us sadly.
"She's in room 332, but Alexander Perez," She reads a name to us. "Requested that no one be allowed besides family. I'm sorry." We look at her, dumbfounded.
"And why not?" I ask, not caring how my tone of voice sounds, towards the receptionist who's been only nice to us. "Why did he request that, dumb shit?" She looks like she deals with someone like me every day.
"He said, Calista is going to be overwhelmed and most likely angry, and he doesn't want her even more aggravated with him. For family reasons?" She says the last part like a question.
I open my mouth to say something, but JJ cuts me off. "Thank you, ma'am. I apologize for wasting your time, but we're allowed to wait outside her room, correct?" She only nods.
We all walk and find her room, 332. Alex and Camilia are here, inside the room. There are only two chairs, so JJ and I, the gentlemen we are, let Isabell and Taylor have the seats. JJ sits on the floor beside Taylor, and I stand beside Isabell, closer to the door.
A few hours later, it is now 6 pm. Taylor is leaning her head against the wall, JJ is his head on her lap, and Isa is with her head against my thigh as I stand beside her. I close my eyes but only for a few seconds, when the door opens, Camilia, the twins' aunt, walks out.
She eyes all of us, her gaze staying on me. "She asked me to get Elijah?" I shoot off the wall and walk in. I eye her; her eyes can barely stay open. She's hooked to an IV and other stuff into her arms, my eyebrows furrow.
Why is she hooked up if all she did was faint?
"Hey, cara de pecas." She can barely keep her eyes open, and she sounds weak. I walk beside her bed and hold her hand. (Freckle Face)
I eye Alex, he looks calm, though his eyes reveal that he is terrified and concerned. "Hey, Bellatrix, you've called me freckle face enough that I know." I look at her again. "Baby, what's happening?" I whisper that only she can hear.
She blinks heavily and opens her mouth, "That's enough talking, Callous." Alex says it's the first time he's talked since we left, and it's the first time he called her the nickname he made when we were in elementary school.
