Save Me

Chapter 12 | Friends

Save Me

Chapter 12

{Anthony's Pov}

I couldn't believe it! Ofelia was going to cut herself. She was going to physically harm herself!

"What?" I shouted standing up. Both Ofelia and Ian stood up, also.

"Why would you even think of doing such a thing? You cut yourself once, it could turn into an addiction! You wouldn't be able to stop! You could go into a depression! You could bleed and cry and no one would help you! They'd all just laugh at you and bully you and shove you in lockers..." I stop rambling and stood frozen.

"Anthony..." Ofelia took a step closer to me.

"D-don't come near me." I said uneasily, stepping back. They both looked at me worriedly.

"D-don't look at me!" I ran off into my room and slammed the door shut. I locked it and sat against the wall. I sat there with my knees pulled up to my chest and began to cry.

**Flashback**

"Look at him!"

"He's worthless!"

"He only does it for attention!"

Multiple remarks were being shouted at me or whispered to one another as I walked down the halls. I walked up to my locker, only to find horrible notes attached to the front. I tore them all down and threw them in the garbage can beside me. I was used to this. This was my life now. I opened my locker and put away my unneeded books. I glanced at the old and new scars and cuts on my arm. I sighed and pulled my backpack out.

"Hey Anthony! You wanna come over today and play video games?" Ian asked.

"Not today. I'm not in the mood." I sighed. He sighed, also.

"Okay, just don't hurt yourself, please." He begged before leaving. I sighed and was about to close my locker until a hand slammed down beside it. Please Lord, not this again.

"Look here boys! The weird emo kid wants some more attention!" My bully said lifting my arm. I pulled my arm down and tried to make a run for it. My plan failed when two other boys grabbed my arms. The next thing I knew I was scrunched up in my locker, banging, hoping someone would hear me. Finally, after about 30 minutes, a janitor opened the locker. I thanked him and ran home. As soon as I got home, I was alone. I was always alone. Both of my parents had died. I had no one to take care of me. Ian's family always offered to help. They did, but it was never enough. I would never have the comfort of my own family again. I picked up the knife that sat on the counter and began to make new marks on my arms.

'This is it. I'm ending it here.' I said to myself. I made one deep cut before I began to feel dizzy. I fell onto the tiled kitchen floor. The knife fell out of my hand and made a clanging noise as it hit the ground. I felt the warm liquid roll off of my arm.

"Hey Antho- Oh My God! Anthony!" Ian rushed to my side. He knelt down beside me and held his ham to the cut. He took out his phone and quickly dialed 911.

"Anthony! Please don't leave me! You can't die on me!" He cried as tears sprung from his eyes. I took one last breath before everything went black.

**End**

"Anthony, please answer me! Anthony!" Ian shouted from the other side of the door. He sounded as if he was crying. I could also hear Ofelia crying. I sat there with my feet on the floor and my knees bent. My arms rested on my knees as I stared at the ceiling.

"Anthony, please don't do it! It's not worth risking your life again!" Ian cried. He banged on the door.

"I'm not." I croaked.

{Ian's Pov}

"I'm not." I heard from the other side of the door. I sighed as tears trickled down my cheeks. I was sitting in front of his door with Ofelia beside me. She was also crying. I had told her all about Anthony's past.

How he was bullied.

How his parents died.

How HE almost died.

The door unlocked and opened a small bit. I stood up and opened the door even more. Anthony was sitting at the end of his bed with his head looking in my direction. He stood up as I approached him. I embraced him in a massive hug. Not like a love filled hug. It was more of a manly, best friend hug. I patted his back before stepping aside. Ofelia quietly walked up to him and hugged him.

"I'm so sorry." She said to him.

"What for?"

"Your past, everything that's happened to you."

"Don't be sorry. Just don't be foolish and resort to what I did."

"You have the best friend ever." Her words shocked me.

"Yeah, I do." Anthony said looking at me. Ofelia also looked at me. I've never considered myself a good friend. If anything, I'm a shitty friend. When I'm mad I just block everyone out.

Anthony ushered me to join the hug. I accepted his offer and joined the friendly hug. We stood there for what seemed like forever. This is what I love. Spending time with my best friends.

'We're the three best friends that anyone could have,

And we will never ever ever ever ever leave each other'

A/N

Aww! Bet Friends! So, Anthony had a rough childhood. In real life I don't think his childhood was like this. This is just for the story. Thanks for reading, Lovelies!

Peace! ☮