Why did she mean so much to me?

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The floor was full of blood. Did I cut too deep? I frantically ran to my phone and saw that Marcus called me a thousand times. I called back and soon heard a relieved voice speaking to me. "Why didn't you answer me? I thought that something happened to you!"

There was a long silence before I answered.

"I-I don't know I wasn't feeling well. I don't know what to say because something actually happened."

I didn't know how I should tell him what happened. I soon found me staring in the mirror. Everything was blurry.

"What hap-" was the last thing I heard as my body fell backwards onto the cold, hard floor and everything went black.

I woke up to mumbling voices and a strange, clean smell. Where was I and why can't I open my eyes? After a few minutes trying to figure out who was in the room with me I remembered what happened. I felt the anger growing in me. I'm apparently in a hospital right now and everyone knows now that I'm just another psychopathic teenage girl who hates her life and wants to die. I never wanted to be the way I am. Why can't I be like the pretty, skinny, always laughing girls at my school? Why do I have to be me? I felt my eyes watering and that awkward feeling in my throat. I fell into a deep sleep again.

*3 hours later*

I felt something warm on my hand as I woke up again. Somebody was beside me singing quietly. It was a male's voice but which guy would want to see me? I suddenly felt his hand moving upwards to my cheek and giving me a kiss on my forehead. I panicked inside, who was it? I heard the strange beeping in the background becoming faster, I guess it was my heart rate.

Marcus P.O.V.

Finally her name showed up on my phone and I quickly accepted the call.

"Why didn't you answer me? I thought that something happened to you!” I said relieved.

There was a long silence until she finally answered stuttering: "I-I don't know I wasn't feeling well. I don't know what to say because something actually happened."

I started to worry again and was about to ask what happened as I heard her phone crashing on the floor. The call ended. What was going? Alfie noticed my worried expression again.

“What's wrong?” he asked

„I don't know her phone fell on the floor and the call ended, maybe it just slipped out of her hand” I said calmly.

A few minutes later I was slightly scared, because she didn't phone and I couldn't call her, too. What did she mean with “actually something happened”? I nervously bit my fingernails. What should I do now? I didn't know much about her.

*30 minutes later*

I tried to call her ten thousand times unsuccessfully and decided to go to bed as it was quite late already. Alfie felt asleep earlier on the sofa whilst watching Breaking Bad, our favourite TV show. I switched off the lights and lay down on the vacant sofa thinking about Nee. Just before I almost fell asleep I felt my phone vibrating under my pillow. It was certainly Nina I thought and accepted it smiling.

“Hey why did your phone crash on the floor earlier? You scared me to death again.” I whispered, not wanting to wake Alfie.

“Hello this is Mr. Allington. Miss White is currently in our hospital and as you were the last one she called we wanted to know if you could help us.”

Who was Miss White? I felt my heart beating faster.

“Hello? Are you still there?”

“Err yes. I'm sorry but who is Miss White?” I asked confused.

“Nina White, don't you know her?”

I immediately stood up, walking into the kitchen and leaning myself against the counter. What did Nee do in a hospital?

“Oh yes sure, what happened to her?”

“Her mother found her half an hour ago unconscious in her bathroom. She lost much blood.” the man spoke in a low and calm voice.

“Why did she loss much blood? I don't know too much about her.”

“She had two deep cuts in her wrist. Are you sure that you don't know anything?”

My heart missed a beat. That was what Nee meant with “actually something happened”. I felt responsible, why did I let that happen to her?

“I think I know why she's so sad but maybe it's better if she tells you.”

5 minutes later the call ended. Mr. Allington told me in which hospital she was and I was about to leave the house as I heard a voice in my living room. A sleepy Alfie came out the door and looked at me confused.

“Where are you going? It's about 2 in the morning!”

“A man called me and said that Nee's in a hospital in Bournemouth. I'm visiting her.” I said and stepped outside.

“Wait. I'll come with you! You're crazy!”

2 hours later we arrived at the hospital. I rushed inside it and asked after Nina at the reception.

“I'm sorry but you can't visit Miss White as you're not a family member and it's also too late.”

“But I ha-” I was interrupted by a man walking by. He suddenly stopped and looked at me.

“Oh hello, are you Mr. Butler?”

“Yes I am, you're certainly Mr. Allington, right? I want to see Nina.” I said nearly begging him.

“Of course, come with me.” he said and me and Alfie followed him through a long bright corridor. He soon stopped in front of a room and led us in. There she was. Completely pale and motionless. She looked so sad.

“I'm gonna leave you alone. You can call me any time.” he said and left the room.

I took a chair and sat in front of Nina. I softly stroke her hand and forgot everything around me. Why did she mean so much to me? I barely knew her. I heard the door closing behind me. I turned around and saw that Alfie left the room. He sat outside and plugged his headphones in. I turned back to Nee and began quietly singing Wanted by Hunter Hayes. I loved that song. I moved my hand up to her cheek and gently stroke it with my thumb. She seemed so innocent and helpless but still beautiful. I placed a kiss on her forehead and suddenly heard the beeping in the background getting faster. What was going on?  

AUTHOR'S NOTE

I'm soooo sorry for not uploading! Everything's stressful right now. I have a lot of exams going on but I'm sure it'll get better in 2-4 weeks! I should learn right now but I wanted to continue the story so bad. So here it is. Thanks for reading, it means much to me. Vote, fan, comment :) Byeeee xx

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