"Wake up! Wake up!" Someone screamed to me. What was wrong? Whats going on? My arm hurt and my head too, probably because of all the crying. Dave came in with a shotgun and shot the boy right in the chest he fell to the ground. That's when I saw it was Anthony and i started screaming.
I woke up, sweating. Thank god it was a dream. A weird one though. I stood up, and grabbed my phone. I put on some music. Suffer by Get Scared sounded good. I walked to the bathroom and turned the shower on. God the water was cold as f*ck but oh well. As I took a shower I sang to the songs, I knew all of them.
I got out and looked at my arms, full of cuts. Some were still kind of bleeding. I couldn't take it anymore. Dave was just an assh*le. I hated him. How could he be such a d*ck with my little sister. I didn't care if he hated me because i hated him too. But i couldn't stand seeing him beating up my sister.
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"Hello?" I answered at my phone.
"Hey, Im sorry." Said the girl, it was Effy i could recognize that voice wherever i heard it.
"Why? Whats wrong?" Oh god this was going to be bad.
"I did it again. And it won't stop bleeding, I don't know how the hell im not dead yet." She said as she cried.
"I'll be there." I hanged the phone and ran out the door towards her house. This was not okay. Oh shit oh shit. I called the ambulance.
"911 how may i help you?" Said a man.
"I-i need an ambulance now! My friend Effy she tried t-to commit s-s-u-icide." I said as i started crying.
"Ok, Ma'am can you please tell me the address?" Said the man.
"24th street, the red house." I said.
"Ok the paramedics will be there in 5 minutes." Said the man.
I hung up and entered her house. I ran upstairs to the bathroom were I saw her she was on the ground. Crying and her arm full of blood. She looked up at me with a disappointment face.
"Im so sorry i can't take this anymore" She said as she looked at me.
"Its ok. Everything is gonna be alright." I said as i sat next to her. "Just stay with me, please don't go."
Tears came down my face. She kept on crying. Suddenly the paramedics came rushing upstairs and grabbed Effy. They took her away. I stood up and followed them. They put her inside the ambulance and closed the doors. I couldn't go with her so i just stayed there standing in the street as i saw her go. I went inside and sat again on the bathroom floor. Tears came down my eyes, i couldn't bare it anymore. She was so depressed and so was i. She lost her boyfriend and i lost my best friend. I knew what she felt. Life was horrible. My phone started ringing and i answered.
"Hello?" I said trying to hold my tears.
"Hey. Its me Anthony. What sup?" He said back.
"Meh nothing much, i was just helping a friend." I said as i let out a sob.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
"N-no" I said as i started crying.
"Where are you?" He asked really worried.
"Effy's house. 24th street it is the red house with the door open." I said and hung up.
A while later i heard his voice screaming my name. I just stayed silent waiting. He ran up the stairs and found me. He stared at me and i stared at him. His face turned pale he ran up to me and sat down next to me. He pulled me into a hug as i started sobbing and crying all over again.
"Im so sorry. She'll be alright. She is strong i know Effy." He said as he played with my hair.
I jus stayed silent. I was scared goddamn scared. She couldn't go, she isn't ready to go. She can't leave me here all alone, i know she wouldn't do that. I couldn't imagine life without here and Isaac. The two people i needed the most.
"Shh... Its okay, its okay. Come lets go lay down maybe sleeping can help." He said as he helped me up.
We went to Effy's bedroom and layed down in her bed. He pulled me close to his body as he started humming in my ear and playing with my hair. My head hurt from all the crying. I tried to breath and calm myself. I closed my eyes and thought none of this had happened and fell asleep. I felt safe and warm in Anthony's arms. I loved him, I knew i had only seen him twice but i loved him. He was perfect.
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On The Edge
RomansSkyler has had a tough life, her mom passed away when she was 12, her father is an alcoholic and has abused of her ever since, she gets bullied in school, and her best friend has committed suicide. She self harms and has tried committing suicide ple...