Broken And Alone (Up for adoption)

Part 11

Mitch

Never in my entire life have I felt so much pain. I woke up to find myself tangled in sheets that were stained in my blood. I felt like throwing up as I was forced to recall last night. I couldn't even stand. I tried and my vision blurred white. I lied there, naked and bloody, and I started crying. I didn't hear any noise so I assumed Travis had already left. It took two hours before I found the strength to move. It took me about 10 minutes to get to the bathroom. I started the shower and stepped in. I curled into a ball and stared as the pink water swirled down the drain. I started scrubbing at my skin, trying to get the smell and feeling off me. When my skin started bleeding in some spots I realized I will never be able to escape this feeling. I felt used, disgusting, and just straight dirty. I went to my room and put on some gray sweats and a red tee shirt. I lied down on my comfy bed. After about a hour I had my mind made up. I grabbed my phone and opened Esther's contact. I started to compose a message.
'Dear Esther,
I cannot even to begin to put into words how much you have done for me. I will never be able to repay you. But I am so sorry. It wasn't enough. Please... Please don't blame yourself for this. This is in no way your fault. Last night something happened that I will never forget... And I can't stand to remember. I love you. You are like a sister to me. Please tell Scott that I love him, that my heart belongs to him. It always had.
Tell Kevin I said thank you for everything. And tell Avi I am sorry for all the times I made you cry. Tell Kirstie that I love her. I am so happy I had the honor of knowing her. And lastly... Please don't cry for me. I don't want any of you to cry over me. I am finally going to be happy.
Good bye Esther. Remember me.'
I read over the message 5 times before clicking send. I got up and opened my top drawer and took out the bottle that held 50 or so pills. I started taking them, one by one, listing all the reasons why this was the right thing to do, all the while ignoring the constant ringing of my phone.

Esther

"Hey Esther?" Avi called from the kitchen. I got up and walked to him.
"Yeah?" I asked leaning against the counter.
"I am going out to eat with everyone and then they are going to come over. Is that alright?" He asked. I smiled.
"Of course. They are always welcome."
"I will see you when we get back then."
He gave me a hug and was out the door.
I went and sat on the couch, flicking in the tv.
I was laughing along with an episode of the Big Bang Theory when I felt my phone vibrate. It was a text from Mitch.
I read it and started crying as I re-read the last few sentences
'Please don't cry for me. I don't want any of you to cry over me. I am finally going to be happy.
Good bye Esther. Remember me.'
I jumped up and ran to the car. I called Mitch about 10 times before coming to my senses and dialing 911.
"911, what's your emergency?" A male voice said
"My friend is trying to kill himself! Please, please hurry!" I said crying.
"Okay, mam, I need you to calm down." I took a deep breath.
"Can you tell me your friends location?"
I gave him the address.
"I will send an ambulance right away. Are you with him?"
"I will be there in about 2 minutes." I said.
"Okay. I need you to stay with him and try to keep him from hurting himself any further then he already had."
"Okay." I said.
"We will be there in about 15 minutes? Do you want me to stay on the line?"
"No, I'll be fine." I said.
He said good bye and hung up.
I pulled up to Travis's and threw open the door and saw Mitch lying on the couch.
"Mitch!" I yelled running towards him.
He stood up and started running (stumbling) towards his room. I followed him.
He swung open a drawer and pulled something out. He turned to look at me. His eyes were almost black and they looked clouded over.
"Esther..." He said my voice in a warning tone.
"Mitch... Please, we are going to take you to the hospital and they will make you better." He started shaking his head.
"No! Esther, please don't call the police." He begged. I took a step towards him and held back a scream as he held a small gun to his head.
"Mitch... Please put down the gun..."
He started crying. "Esther please." He said. I stood in shock before jumping on him, prying the gun from his small hands.
"No! Esther please! I want to die!" He screamed, kicking and hitting me weakly. I threw the gun across the room.
"I WANT TO DIE!" He yelled crying.
I hugged him to my chest to restrain him.
He suddenly went quiet and limp in my arms.
"No! No no no!" I yelled.
I shook his small body but he didn't flinch.
I lied him down and put my head to his chest. His head beat was very quiet and very weak.
I grabbed the gun and shoved it into my back pocket. I felt something die inside me as I looked at Mitch's pale, lifeless body. I just cried as the paramedics can and carried Mitch onto a stretcher.
As they put him in the back of the vehicle I ran after.
"I need to go with him!" I cried.
"There isn't room. I am sorry." A female said.
The drove away and I started to cry.
I got up and drove home. I opened the door and Avi was sitting on the couch with Kevin, Scott and Kirstie. I ran straight past them and heard Avi follow me. I stood in my room and felt him hug me.
Then I felt the gun being pulled out of my pocket.
He pulled away and looked at me.
"What is this..."
"It's not mine..." I said
"Then who's?"
I just stood there.
"WHOS GUN IS THIS?!?" He shouted.
Everyone was in my room in a second and I looked at the floor.
"It's Mitch's..."