Save Me from Myself

Chapter 1

Name: Esmeralda Sage Knight
Age:16
Date of birth: March 10, 1999
Parents: Ellie Rose Knight and Mark Samuel Knight (deceased)
Diagnosis: Bipolar depression, severe paranoia
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"Well, Mrs. Knight, you look much better than you did yesterday. I'm so glad that you finally woke up. How are you feeling?" My Doctor said as she walked in.

I yawned and tried to look more alert. "I feel like i took 12 shots of tequila last night and then I got hit by a bus. How do you feel?" I answered.

She glowered at me. Even when I'm in the hospital, I'm still a sassy bitch. I'm not gonna change myself for some grumpy Doctor. "Do you remember what happened?" She asked, sitting on the chair next to me.

I shook my head. "Please tell me i didn't actually take 12 shots of tequila and then get hit by a bus."

She looked at me very seriously, "Nothing like that. Worse, in my opinion." She paused for a moment, "You attempted suicide."

I took a deep breathe. "I guess i failed then. Unless this is heaven. I really hope this isn't heaven, it smells like old people and hand sanitizer."

I saw her crack a smile. Thank god, she wasn't as serious as she acted. "No, you're still alive. Just barely though. If it hadn't been for that man outside, you'd be dead. You might want to thank him when he comes in to visit you." She said, walking out and tapping on a man's shoulder. As he walked inside, i wanted to kill him.

"Hey Esme..." He said, wringing his hands and looking at the floor.

I tried to control my anger, "Mason??? What the hell!?! You're the reason I'm still on this god forsaken planet??" I yelled.

He shook a little as i yelled at him. I was scaring him. I hated scaring him, but i was so mad at him. He knew how much i wanted to die. Actually, he was the only one that knew. Before i tried to kill myself, he was the only one i called to say goodbye. He apparently called 911 the second i hung up and then sprinted to my house as fast as possible and held me until the paramedics came.

Mason Harrison has been my best friend since we were 6. I was walking home from school one day, and i lived about a block away from school. Some bullies,that looked like giants to me because i was so short, came up to me and pushed me into a fence and started kicking me. I tried to fight back and defend myself, but there was too many of them. I curled up into a ball, and suddenly i heard someone scream "STOP IT. PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE, SHE DOESN'T DESERVE IT." It was Mason he was pretty tall for our age, and he scared them all away. Afterwards, he came and helped me up. "Its okay, you're safe now." He said, and he walked me home the rest of the way. After that, we were inseperable.

I looked at him sadly, "Why would you do that Mason? I could've been with my Dad. I could've left this hell."

He sighed and sat down next to me, "I didn't want you to die..."

I looked at the expression on his face, and my heart broke. This boy has saved me so many times, and now I'm yelling at him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you." I said, patting his hand.

His eyes were full of tears, "Promise me you'll never do that ever again. " he answered.

I took a while to answer, because i didn't know what to say. "I would, but you know me better then anyone. You know when I'm lying."
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Hey. The picture above is Esmeralda before her depression. Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoy!
♡♡Christal