Erin's pov:I woke up, with a massive headache as white walls surrounded me. I looked around extremely confused, wondering if I were dead. As I was thinking the nurse barged into the room.
"Good, you're awake. We we're worried you weren't gonna make it."
"... Well I was hoping I wouldn't make it..." I mumbled to myself adjusting in the bed.
"What was that?" The nurse questioned with an eyebrow raised.
"U-uh n-nothing." I stuttered, looking away.
"Oh well you have some visitors. I'll go get them." She said with a smile as she walked out of the hospital room.
I sighed to myself and muttered,
"Ugh, why didn't it work"She walked back in with Brooklyn and I forced a smile on my face. But Brooklyn didn't look to happy as she came close to the bed. The nurse smiled and walked out of the room leaving us privacy. As soon as the door shut, Brooklyn looked at me angrily and began shouting,
"Goddamn Erin, why did you do that? You know I'm always here. Wrists aren't for cutting! You shouldn't listen to everything everyone says!""It's kind hard not too when everyone puts you down all the time!" I defended.
"That doesn't give you a reason to cut." She argued back. "You're mom wouldn't be very proud of you."
"At least you have a mom! So stop acting like you know everything. You don't have to be such a bitch!" I spit out. "You know what just leave." I said angrily, and annoyed. She left slamming the door behind her. I ran my hands through my hair and sighed, leaning back and closing my eyes.
A few moments passed before my father came in, he looked at me surprised and began talking,
"I think you need therapy." He with a serious impression."You think I need therapy?" I questioned with a shocked look.
"No Erin, I know you need therapy. You're basically a walking travesty. That fake smile doesn't hide everything." He said concerned.
" Well you didn't exactly care until I ended up here. I don't need therapy, I just need a dad..." I muttered, looking away.
He grabbed a chair and brought it to the side of the hospital bed and took my hands in his and said,
" Erin I've always been here for you, but now that your mother is gone, it's been really tough for me. I don't ever want you to feel alone. I don't want either of you to feel alone. You're not the only one going through a rough time in your life, look at Denise she's only six and she's been asking me everyday when mom is coming back and I don't have the guts to say she's not..."
I thought to myself , 'well I never thought of it like that.' He stood up and called the nurse from outside the door.
He questioned her,
"When will she be able to leave?"
she responded, "she'll be able to leave in a few days. We have to run a few more tests and make sure she'll be alright because her vitals are still pretty low.."Michael pov:
I have detention for a few hours today after school with Calum. I don't know what I did, I was just being honest. The down side to all of this is Brooklyn is ignoring me.
I walked out of the office as the bell rang for 3rd hour, which I had with Ashton and Brooklyn's boyfriend, Shawn. I walked into class and sat in the far back with Ashton sitting beside me. As the teacher began speaking, I glanced at Ashton and he whispered,
"Hey, did you see the paramedics come to the school today to get some chick? She apparently was In a pool of blood." He said worriedly.
"She probably just passed out because it's her first time having her period. I heard its really bad..." I said quietly as Ashton laughed before saying,
" I don't think people pass out from periods, Michael." He said as I shrugged, looking back at the front of the class to notice, Shawn flirting with a blonde and a red head. I clenched my fists thinking, 'she belongs with me instead, I've got to get it through her head. She could do so much better"
The classes went by extremely fast, not seeing a sign of Erin or Brooklyn all day well except in first hour. I wonder if it were one of them.... Goddamn what if it was Brooklyn?! That thought gave me chills. Its all I thought about the rest of the day.

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Bullied by them
Teen FictionWhy does everyone say that?! Everything's not okay, and it will never be. The worlds fucked up and there's nothing you can do. But Don't worry mommy I'll be there soon, I'll finally be out of this living hell, out of my misery...