Ok, first this is a Fan Fiction! Meaning none of this has happened in real life (that I know of) I do not think Devin has ANY self-view (or whatever) issues, and I definitely DO NOT see him in any of the ways spoken about in this book. I do not think he self-harms or that Kylie (his girlfriend) has or will hurt him in any form, neither do I think of her badly. I DO NOT own Motionless In White, believe me if I did they would be hanging with me now instead of me spending all day in bed because I'm lazy >_<
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*Jade's POV*
I walked into mine and Devin's house, it was deathly quiet so I presumed he was out with his slut of a girlfriend Kylie. I don't see how he could like her! her skirt showed half of her ass and her top was so low every time she lent over I feared her tits were going to fall out. She was only dating him for the fame, but somehow I was the only one that saw that.
I plonked my ass down on our sofa and flicked on the TV. But before the room was enveloped by the sound of Adventure Time I heard a quiet sob.
"Ghost? Is that you?" I crept toward where the noise came from, the bathroom. "Devin?" I called out again. I heard a shuffling and a metallic clang. "Devin!?" my voice grew closer to a yell as my heartbeat quickened. I grabbed the doorknob and twisted, thanking god for the first time ever that it had no lock. I yanked it open and gasped.
Lying on the floor, blood pouring from the cuts on his wrists, was my best friend. I collapsed to my knees, grabbing one of his wrists gently, so as not to hurt him. "Shit!" The blood seeped freely from the wounds that were deeper than I imagined. Adventure Time still blared in the background but my focus was entirely on Devin's wrist, I was never good with blood, apart from mine, seeing people hurt used to make me physically sick.
I ran from the bathroom and into the kitchen, snatching the first aid kit and sprinting back to the bathroom. I rooted through the box until I found a wad of cotton wool. I ripped of a chunk and wet it, dabbing it onto his cuts with tears slipping freely from my eyes. After realising that I needed to stop the blood first I ripped of two more wads of cotton wool and pressed them to both of his wrists, adding as much pressure as I dared.
A sob ripped from my thought. Without me noticing my silent tears had turned into chest shaking cries. There was no communication between my friend and I, us both knowing there was nothing the other could say that would make us feel better. Once the bleeding stopped I bandaged up both of his wrists, hoping there were no more cuts. I grabbed the razor Devin had dropped in his panic and walked out, not looking at him.
I walked straight to my room, the walls covered in pictures of me and Devin from when we were only four to just a few weeks ago. I collapsed onto my bed, tears turning my eyes into waterfalls and making my eyeliner run.
Why would he do that? We swore to each other we would never resort to self harm after Devin found me, unconscious, on my bathroom floor at the age of fourteen. Admittedly I hadn't exactly stuck to that promise but not that bad! As my sobs quietened and my eyes cleared I looked down at the razor that was still in the palm of my hands, blood was drying on the edge of the blade and it was bent slightly. I threw the blade in the bin, though I knew he had more, and walked back into the living room.
The TV was still blaring, Adventure Time over it was some reality TV show but I just looked through it, numb. All of my thoughts were gone, all my feelings, my cares, everything was gone. I knew I was in some state of shock, my feeling had overwhelmed me so I shut them out. I hiccupped occasionally as I get them if I cry to much or to hard.
"Jade?" Devin's angelic voice seemed broken. "I'm sorry you saw that, I didn't think you would be home until later." His trailed off and my breathing sped, but instead of being sad I was mad, mad because my friend though if I didn't see it didn't matter.
"So what? Its not the same if I don't see it?" My voice grew and Devin tried to speak, but I got up. "We promised Devin! Age fourteen, we promised to NEVER do that!" I yelled pointing to his arm. "Why would you break that promise?" My voice broke after going from a shout to a whisper.
"It's not like you didn't" Devin took hold of my wrist and pushed up my sleeve. His eyes flickered to mine then to the floor. I pulled my arm from his grip.
"That's different, I had an excuse." I hissed.
"An excuse? An excuse to hurt yourself?! You can't have a reason to hurt yourself Jade! It's not possible!" In all my life I'd never heard Devin yell, he was the quiet, reserved one.
"That why would you!?" I screamed. "I don't have the perfect little life like you Devin! I'm a freak! You have so much and I have nothing! NOTHING!" Tears poured down my face again.
"Kylie was cheating on me, she only used me to get famous." Devin whispered. Somewhere I felt pride that I was right but that I felt sorrow for my best friend. "I though she really liked me Jade. I wanted to be with her forever." Tears dripped from his eyes as he pulled out a small, square box. "Help."
It was a plea that broke my heart. It was my duty to protect him and I had failed, though I had tried on many occasions, and now I had to correct the mistakes of yet another girl that ripped his heart out.
I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head on his chest, knowing all I could do now was be there for him.
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Nawwww, I feel so bad!!! Poor Ghost!!! :(
I think this chapter progressed too quick but whatever! It's just a taste 'cause I don't know if I should continue or not! Please leave me a comment other wise I'll guess I shouldn't continue...
Thank you guys!!!
Stitchezz <3
