A Fatal Passion Forged In Black ~Motionless In White

~ Chapter 23 ~

Ricky's POV

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I hop into my car as soon as I hang up the phone. I called her all day and all last night and she had me really worried. I stopped by her dorm but her roommate said that she hadn't seen her and all of her stuff was still there. Why the hell is she in a hotel room? Why hasn't she answered me? Loads of questions shoot through my mind as I pull into the parking lot. I text her to ask her which room she's in and run up as soon as she answers. I knock on the door, well pound on the door before I hear a quiet "It's open."

I walk inside and see. Abby sitting on the bed, she looks awful. That sounds bad, but her face is pale and dark circles surround her red, puffy eyes. I run over to her and engulf her in my arms. She doesn't hug me back and I start to become a little worried.

"Abby what's wrong? Why are you in a hotel room?" I start bombarding her with questions and she doesn't look at me. "Baby speak to me, you're scaring me."

She sighs before answering in a quiet, hoarse voice. "Well, I'm in here because my roommate, well...I was at the mall yesterday and I saw her with-with Balz, who she has been with for over a year.." She says before crying. What the hell, Victoria's dating Josh? Wow. I wonder if she knows...

"He told her what he did to me, she knew this whole time. She was just pretending to be my friend for months but actually going behind my fucking back laughing with her boyfriend about me, how he fucking raped me. She reminded me of how I'm just a worthless piece of shit that nobody wants a part of. How I should just end it all, seeing as though everyone else would benefit from it anyway. She said that no one wants me around and that...that you don't love me," she sobs into my chest and I feel a tear escape me eye.

"Abigail, that's terrible, you know that's not true. You are the most beautiful, kindest, strongest, funniest girl I have ever know in my life. I love you with every single bone in my fucking body and I would be nothing without you. I promise to love you every single day for the rest of my life, don't you ever doubt that."

Abigail's POV

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I pull myself up from his now tear soaked chest and look him in his now red eyes as tears roll down his face. I wipe them away with my small hands.

"I love you," I whisper.

"I love you too baby, don't you ever forget that," he says back at the same tone, his face inches away from mine. His hand softly cups my cheek, he leans in and puts his lips on mine. He kisses me softly and all of my doubts have faded. He slowly pulls me onto his lap and I wrap my arm around his neck.

"I missed you," he whispers, looking up at me and I giggle.

"It was only one day," I respond and he kisses me on the nose. I climb off of him, laying beside him with my head in his chest. He plays with my hands and sees the scabs covering my knuckles from where I punched the mirror and forgot to clean the bathroom up...shitshitshitshitshitshit...

Ricky's POV

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As I'm playing with Abby's small hands, I notice little scabs covering her knuckles. She quickly pulls her hand away and sits up.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Nothing," she lies, flashing me a fake smile. I notice her eyes nervously flick between me and the bathroom.

"What's in there a dead body?" I joke and she smiles weakly. I notice her hands start to shake and I get up off the bed. She runs in front of me and I grab her wrist. She gasps in pain. No. No she didn't. I swing open the bathroom door and stare in shock at the sight. The shattered remnants of what one was a mirror lay sprawled across the floor, one of them coated in red. Spots of blood cover the sink and a towel lay stained red on the floor as well. I almost collapse to the ground.

"Take of the jacket," I say barely above a whisper and she hesitates before doing so. Her once pale arms lightly covered with faint white lines now bare long, red gashes from top to bottom and I choke. What ever that fucking bitch put my baby through to cause her enough pain for her to want to do this to herself makes me sick. I shut the door quickly and walk back over to the bed. I cram my face into my hands as sobs rack my body. I look up at a now blurry Abigail, sitting on the floor covering her mouth as tears pour down her face.

"Come here," I whisper and she slowly gets off the ground and makes her way over to me. She sits down beside me and I cry with my head on her lap.

"I can't lose you," I choke out and her hand softly strokes my hair.

"You won't," she whispers back and I sit back up to look at her.

"Promise me, promise me that you'll never do this to yourself again."

"I won't," she says nodding.

"Promise me," I demand.

"I promise," she says and I kiss her. I pull away and take each of her arms in my hands. I kiss every single cut up and down and pull her into my arms.

"I love you too much to let you go."

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For the rest of the night, Abby and I just watch Dexter on TV and she falls asleep in my arms some time around 12 o'clock am and I find myself drifting off not long after.