Just Friends. (A falling in love with my best friend story)

Chapter 20: The big secret is spilled

  Genna's POV:

I sat on the toilet, my arms bandaged up and my face wet from crying and my vision blurred as I tried to think my way through what just happened.

I had woken up from a terrible nightmare, one that was scarier than the last and left me waking myself up by my screams. What I didn't realize though, is that I had woken up Wes and Mary as well.

I had ran to the bathroom, my mind unhinged from the life-line that was reality, and dived for the razor. I was just about to collapse from diziness when the door burst open. I had whipped around to find both Mary and Wes standing there shocked, and scared.

Mary screamed and covered her mouth while Wes leaned against the door, his face in his hands. Everything moved so fast then, I was screamed at by Mary, then cried at, then hugged fiercely, then cleaned up and bandaged while Wes just stood, leaning in the doorway unmoving.

Then I was forced to sit down and tell her how this had happened. I started the story from when mom had died, and how I at first only self-harmed for relief by brusing and burning, biting and cutting, pretty much destroying the skin on my arms. Then the nightmares came and I was desperate to get rid of my misery and I tried overdosing. That only resulted in me passing out for a few hours then puking up whatever was in there and yet I was still alive. I tried starving myself, but I ended up fainting in front of dad, who had forced food back into me. Finally I had cut, trying to bleed my way out. That's when dad had found me and slammed me into rehab.

I glossed over the rehab part because no one, not even dad knew what that did to me. I told her how dad had practically confined me, trying to do everything he could before my old therapist was assigned and she told him he could relax on what he was doing. That's when he practically let go, letting me take care of myself.

Throughout my story, Mary had listened intently, her hands over her mouth and tear marks leak under her eyes. Wes had left the room after I finished talking, while Mary stayed and sat quietly, taking it all in.

        "I can't believe all that has happened." She said quietly. I nodded, not believing it myself. It all felt like one terrible nightmare that I would never get to wake up from.

After hugging me tight and telling me that she and Wes and Parker would always be here for me, no matter what, and that if I ever felt the urge to self harm again, all I would have to do was run to her or Wes to be calmed down. Then she left the room, leaving me downstairs alone.

Thankfully, Parker was over at a friends house for a sleepover, so he wasn't apart of all this explosion.

Two months I'd been here, and now my secret was spilled. Two whole months.

I got up and walked into Parker's bedroom, not wanting to go back into mine, and I lay down in his cold, unused bed and tried to go back to sleep, to sleep this all away.

But my last thought, before I went to sleep was that Mary and Wes were going to leave it up to me to tell Parker myself. And judging by the situation, it would have to be soon.