Her Last Goodbye

Chapter 6

Chandler woke up to a large light hanging in her face. She couldnt see very clear and everything was just kind of swirling around. She slowly turned her head over and saw that her wrists we're completely uncovered, exposing all of the freshly sliced skin. "A white bed" she thought to herself. Chandler knew her bedroom by heart. A set of freshly painted green walls and a big window by the door. She would always stare out at the world as a kid, wondering if her parents were out there somewhere.....missing her. Her bed was a rusty gold shade with white bedding and quilt spread across the top. She knew that this bed, was in no way her bed. After a while, Chandler could make out a simple figure of a person in the back of the room. Blurry as hell, but it looked like a person. "Aunt.....aunt Blaire??" She uttered in a very small and uncertain voice. Aunt Blaire turned around with a shocked expression on her face. "Oh Chandler, honey!!!!!" She raced to the bedside and held Chandler's hand. " Your awake!" Chandler tried to sit up, but it pained her body to much to move. " Where the fuck am I" Chandler replied in the same small and weak voice as before. Aunt Blaire's relieved look suddenly turned into pain. " Honey...you drugged yourself. Cut your wrists rather deep... and tried to commit suicide." Aunt Blaire barely held herself together as she struggled through the words. It was all coming back. The hate. The kids at school. The aggressive and verbal abuse she was receiving. She wanted to talk about it. She wanted to be able to express all of her feelings inside of botteling them inside. But all she managed to say was, " I need my phone." Aunt Blaire hesitantly handed her niece the cell phone. Chandler refused to look through her other messages just yet. First, she needed to text her girlfriend. Emma Grace Bennett. Emma was fifteen years old and had been dating Chandler for over two years. Chandler started to text when everything stopped. She began sweating and her heartbeat sped up intesley. She blacked out within minutes. "Oh my God"!! Aunt Blaire screamed as she ran frantically out of the room to find a doctor or nurse. She didn't want to her poor baby to die.