I Will Always Love You Weirdo : A Jeca Fanfic

Chapter 17: Don't Leave Me Part 2

Beca's POV :

Calm down Beca, the taxi guy probably thinks your a loonatic. My fingers clinch to my palms making a fist, i stop breathing for a few moments leaving my chest really tight, i look in the mirror infront, my eyes have become as wide as can be, I begin breathing heavily, i can feel veins bulging out from the neck. What's happening to me? I see something. "Pull over," I demand. I make it out of the taxi and toss him some money. I'm standing in front of a big sign that reads 'community park' This is where I go sometimes to think, this is where is feel most calm. I walk inside.

Autumnal colours surround me, big towering trees overlook my small, uneasy body. I think I'm actually calming down. For some reason all this pressure has been lifted of my entire body. So many happy memories flood into my head, like when Jesse and I had a picnic in the summer and we lay in the sun, or the time the Bellas and I had a massive water fight when we were meant to be having a car wash (whoops), or the time Jesse asked me to move in with him and we raced through here and he lifted me up and spun my around like in the movies. I weakly smile to myslef.

I walk back to the Bellas house. I look at my phone, which was turned off and check my messages. Jesse has texted me and tried to call me alot of times, Chloe has done so too as well as most of the Bellas, at least I have friends who care. Even Fat Amy has tried to get hold of me, not that I see why, she probably hates me.

God no. Your seriously gonna do this to me after everything I've been through today. Its a text from M. 'HOW DARE U TELL EVERYONE, I TOLD U WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF YOU DO! I GUESS ITS TIME TO TAKE SOME REAL ACTION LETS START WITH YOUR PRECIOUS SO CALLED FRIENDS OF YOURS. YOU WONT SEE ME COMING!!' I read, but it felt like someone just screamed it down my ear.

WHY THE HELL IS SHE DOING THIS TO ME!! Why does she want to ruin my life. A feeling of dread crept up from the pit of my stomach, a cold wave embalmed me as the hairs rose on the back of my neck and my mouth ran dry. I was paralysed to the spot, the menanacing aura holding me in a tightening grip. What is this hell and where can I escape it.

My eyes were storm clouds, my voice thunder. I run frantically, not looking back. "No, no, no!" I choke, tears cascading onto the sidewalk. The endless waterfall almost blinds me, distorting my vision ; i hurtle past house after house. Every happy memory, every calm feeling I just felt a few moments ago had evaporated out of my mind and on to my cheeks like condensation, adding to the tears. I reach the Bellas house and frantically get my keys and open the door. I desperately hope no one is here. I run to the bathroom and stare longingly and my makeup covered, red face. I look at the text. "Aaarrggg" I throw my phone at the mirror, and it shatters into a million pieces. My phone is now smashed on the floor surrounded by the mirror. I pick up a sharp piece of mirror and stand there looking at myself in the shard.

I don't want to hurt anymore. I don't want to have to deal with all the pain, the hurt, the threats. I hate it. It all went around in my head again and again. The voices were my torment, and I wanted them gone. I bring the shard of mirror to my left wrist the sharp part resting on my wrist. I slowly slid it across.

I bite my lip to keep from making a sound, as i felt the sharp pain from the slice. It didn't help me. I can still hear the voices, the torments, the harsh words. I hate it. I moved the shard up my arm a little bit, and cut again. This slice quicker and deeper. The pain worse. I want the pain. Physical pain I could deal with, but not the emotional, not the constant threats. I watch as the blood started to well up on my arm from the cuts.

I cut myself another time. This time my hand shakes a little, and I felt tears well in my eyes, as i drew the blade long and deep across my arms. The pain was so strong, that i forgot for a moment. I forgot what it was like to be happy. I forgot about all the emotional pain . As much as it hurt, i didn't care. I'd do it again to escape. it was the only way out of it.

My arms covered in my blood, dripping onto the floor. One more time. I slide the mirror across the one space I had, but I obviously don't know my own strength, this was deep, deeper than the others causing a heavy amount of blood to shoot out. What have I done to myself? I stare at my arms, red dripping on to the bathroom floor like it was a crime scene to a brutal murder. Suddenly, I feel light-headed and quick to fall on my feet. I barely registered the fact that it feel like all of the blood that I have left in my body was rushing from my head all the way down to my feet in a sudden rush. Little black dots swarm my vision, the corners of my sight slowly fade into black. I don't even feel it when I hit the ground, not even the pain of my knees scraping the floor noisily or my cut filled arms falling onto more shards. Everything blotted out and nothing mattered. All I could think of was the world crashing around me in a messy blur. I lie there unconscious in a shallow pool of blood.

Jesse's POV:

I head to the Bellas house just in case my girl is there. I'm so terrified, Beca has become more happier over the past years, but an incident like this, who knows what she could do. Panic rushes around me like ghosts tormenting me as run towards the house. Please be in here! I open the door with the key from under the mat. "Beca!" I shout over and over again, but no answer. I run up stairs to see a light glaring through the sides of the bathroom door. "BECA!" I shout whilst knocking on the door. Its locked. I start to kick at the door. The door began to rattle, and the centre began to bulge slightly with each blow. Finally the door swung open. "Oh God! Beca!" I gasp as I look at my girlfriend lying, unconscious on the floor surrounded by blood. I quickly walk over to her and crouch down besides her. I look at her arms covered in cuts, and smashed mirror covering the floor around us. I grab her hand to see a big piece covered in red which she had grabbed so hard that it's made her hand bleed aswell. "Beca what have you done," I say with tears trickling down the sides of my face. I gently stroke her hair and kiss her on her forehead. I need to get her to the hospital now, shes lost to much blood.

I ring the ambulance, I guess its time to go back to the hospital. Oh God don't leave me Beca!

A/n:
Sorry if this was abit graphic or a touchy subject and I said that I would calm down the drama but I just wrote what I was thinking. Hope you like it xxx