Until Dawn ~ Another Path {Josh x OC}

Chapter 2

That year, that awful year. It had ruined my life, that evil vision plastered into my memory, secretly knowing the twins fate. It was worst when we first came back, I was immediately admitted into a hospital because I was starving myself, constantly having IVs I'm my arms with medications I couldn't even pronounce. Visions of Beth and Hannah lurked in my room, not in their happy state, but after they're fall. I was a mess. I am a mess.

I was at yet another therapy session, yet I knew they weren't helping at all. I was only going back for the so called "new and improved" meds that my doctor promised to help me keep the nightmares away. I had to try something, for the bags under my eyes were making my face look as if I was punched in my eyes.

"So, how have you been doing Isabella? The nightmares any better?" He shuffled a few papers on his desk.

"What do these dark circles under my eyes look like? I bet they're just screaming 'I'm getting so much sleep!'" I said sarcastically, getting really sick and tired of these stupid required sessions.

"Listen, can I just get my meds and leave?" I was getting frustrated, about two seconds away from flipping out.

"I'm afraid it doesn't work like that. But you can have them." He handed me the bottle of the small white pills. 

"Fine, what must we talk about this week." I sighed again.

"Well, I want to know how well you remember the night you went out after them." My eyes opened wide. He wants me to remember that? It will just make things 10x worse!

"I'm fucking outta here. I can't take this bullshit." I hurriedly speed out of the office and out of the building, walking home as fast as possible, trying to hide my tears from the public eye. I sat behind my house as I always did, crying my eyes out. Little did I know, that Chris could hear me every time  I went back there, yelling at myself, blaming myself, and crying.

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"Bells?" My brother called out as we prepared to go up to that dreadful mountain once again.

"Huh? Wha..? Oh sorry Big Bro, I'm just a little tired..." I replied to my goofy brother, Chris.

I was only two years younger then him, a grade below him, yet I tended to hang out with his friends more then mine. Sam being my best friend, after the 'incident' occurred.

"So, I see you had a long night last night, hangover much?" He smirked, trying to avoid the real cause of my depression and tiredness.

"Is it that obvious?" I groaned, already knowing the unwanted answer.

I made sure to drink extra last night, and take extra morphine, what I all my 'own' meds, also packing some ecstasy knowing that we were going back, were I had lost my two best friends. I wish I hadn't partied with Josh that night. I just wish I was there to save them....

"A blind man could tell how hard you partied, and I also hope you didn't take any extra meds, and I mean your own meds." He said, with a concerned look on his face, only he knew about what I did, and he kept it a secret, but he was still always looking out for me, and he wanted me to stop.

He knew all about my therapy, meds and my 'own' meds, he caught me quite a while ago, but because he knew what I was going through, be let me have my relief. But I still tried to keep all of it away from him and my family, not wanting to burden them with my problems.