Hey Angel (c.w.)

Seven.

"Life is worth living, so live another day"

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{Luna}

"Here she is" the blonde boy says —to who I'm guessing is Cole— and then walks past me to go back to his room.

I hear footsteps coming toward me and then the person sits next to me on the stairs.

"Are you alright Luna? Ryan said that you wanted me" I hear Cole's voice say to me.

"You know how you wanted me to open up to you?" I ask and then wipe my tears, which only smears them "well you are going to hear about some of my life"

He just nods. No words. Just silence.

"Today is the night before the third year anniversary of my mom's death" I say quietly 

"You don't have to tell me th-" he starts to say

"It's okay" I tell him and he nods once more.

"Tonight three years ago, was the last night my mom ever told me 'see you tomorrow', only I never did see her the next day" I say and link down with tears in my eyes "though it was summer, my mom had work, and she usually left for work early in the morning while my dad stayed with me."

I lean my head against the wall again, and I shut my eyes.

"I was eating breakfast with my dad when we got the call..." I say and take a deep, shaky breath "m-my mom was hit and killed in a car accident by a drunk driver. I lost her when I was ten"

As humiliating as it is I started to cry with my head still resting against the cream colored wall with my eyes tightly closed, remembering the horrible day in my head.

"My mom was my best friend, my teacher, my role model, and now she is just my angel that I can only see when I get to that 'better place' " I tell Cole with tears in my eyes "the memories I've had here, during the Little League World Series are the only things I have left of her"

{Cole}

There are teardrops in her brown eyes and her hair is sticking to her face because of her dried tears, yet her beauty still manages to captivate me beneath all her sadness.

Yes I say beauty because she is beautiful. Broken, but still beautiful.

I have no words after she finished talking because I don't know what words to say to comfort her.

But then I notice a red color on her white sleeves that doesn't look like it's supposed to be there.

"Luna your wrists are bleeding..." I say confused, but my eyes are focused on her red wrists "...what happened to them?"

"I-" she tries to say, but she just continues to cry silently.

Then my brain clicks and my breath gets caught in my throat "you didn't do that to yourself right?"

"You wouldn't understand" she says with her face buries in her hands as the almost endless amount of tears roll down her cheeks.

"Luna...you shouldn't do that to yourself" I say with my voice almost cracking

"I have reasons why I should" she says gasping for air after each word.

"No" I tell her in a serious tone "no matter how bad it gets, you should never treat yourself that way"

"Try being in my shoes, then tell me I shouldn't" she says but all I'm looking at are her glossy eyes "why do you care so much anyways?"

"I'm not going to just sit here and not tell you to stop hurting yourself, or leave you when your are so broken" I say louder "even though we are still kind of strangers, you matter and I'm not going to let you keep doing that to yourself"

She turns to me, looks deep into my eyes, and furrows her eyebrows as if she is trying to figure me out "I have to go"

Then she stands up and quickly walks up the stairs.

"No Luna don't go. I'm sorry I raised my voice...I didn't mean to scared you" I say in a softer voice because I feel like she is so fragile that if I talk in my regular voice, she'll break.

"I'm sorry Cole it's not you..." She says in a whisper without turning and then turns the corner to walk down the hall.

I know it's me Luna...you don't have to lie. You don't have to keep running away from me. I'm just trying to save you and mend your broken heart.