Hope For Us All

Chapter One

The air was crisp, the night air cold. I walked alone to my house. To think this was the end. As I stepped on the front porch I gazed around the neighborhood. I should've said goodbye to everybody, but I just couldn't. I'll miss my brother so much. I walked into the house and saw my parents. They were arguing like always. Saying goodnight, I made my way to my room. Walking into my bedroom I took a deep breath. This was it. No turning back. The bathroom was to the right, I entered immediately . Opening the medicine cabinet I took out the sleeping pills. Taking a deep breath I opened the bottle and downed the pills. My body hit the ground with a thump. Before everything went black, I saw my mom and dad run in. 

Six Months Later

"... Ingrid are you even listening?" Therapy sessions occurred every day now. Improvements were made, but they still feared for me. Thinking I would do it again. I knew I wouldn't. What happened was a moment of weakness, but who would believe me? To everybody I was the weird suicide chick. Dr.Thomas was doing a good job though. She was one of the best therapist in the state. I just didn't want to talk to her. She didn't understand me.

"No I wasn't listening. I don't want to be here. Can't I just leave already? We aren't getting anywhere. We never do." I don't corporate. I never will.

"Ingrid, your parents are asking me to help you. If we don't talk I'm not doing my job. I care for you."

"Dr.Thomas my parents aren't asking you, they are paying you quite well actually. I don't want to be here nor do I need to be here. Goodbye." I shouldn't have walked out. Walking to my car I drive home. The ride isn't as long as I want it to be. Before I know it I'm pulling up in front of the gates that guard my house. I drive in and park. Unlocking the front door I realize I'm home alone. This is the first time in six months that I've been alone.  I actually feel free.

Changing into a swimsuit, I walk out to the pool. Since no one is around I feel like I can be out here. No one can see me. No one can judge me. I lay down and soak in the sun. I love the feeling of the rays hitting my skin. As I lay I think about the past six months. I've lost all my friends but one. Sienna. She was the only one to stay. She was the only one that knew why. As I thought I drifted to sleep. Regretting every minute of it.

I hate gym with such a passion. P.E should stand for pointless exercise, not physical education. Walking to the locker rooms to change I heard voices. As I got closer it seemed they were talking about me. "I can totally understand why Ian would cheat on Ingrid. She looks like a freaking melted Barbie doll." Okay melted Barbie Doll? Really, that's the best they've got. Ian cheating on me though is something I didn't want to hear about though. "She thinks she's so freaking perfect. Honestly, shes just some low class whore, who gets whatever she wants. She should just end it." I couldn't bear to hear anymore. I turned around and walked out. I guess I had some confronting to do. My heart broke though. I thought Ian loved me. I knew I loved him. Two years for nothing.

I was awoken by violent shaking. I looked up and saw my younger brother Cameron. Concern was sketched on his features. I reach up and wiped away the tears. He engulfed me into a hug and held onto me tight. He helped me stand and we walked to my room. I sat down on the bed and he got me a glass of water. He didn't leave so I guess I had to explain. "It was just a bad dream Cameron. It's nothing serious. Promise."

"Okay, pink promise though." We intertwined our pinkies. "Mom and dad are having guest over. They said look presentable. It's mom's boss and they want a good first impression.Be ready by seven."  I shook my head and started pulling out clothes. Most of my clothes consisted of long sleeves and long pants. Tonight I decided to wear a strapless dress. I would have to wear bracelets though. My parents would kill me if they saw the cuts on my wrist,

I stepped into the shower and let the warm water cascade down my back. I quickly washed my body and hair. I then stepped out and dried off. I looked into the mirror and examined myself. My once shiny blue eyes were dull, showing no life. My golden blonde hair was now just a burden. Always flat and constantly in the way. I slipped on a pale pink maxi-dress with a pair of black sandals. Adding mascara and chap-stick I headed downstairs. After adding a few bracelets of course. 

After waiting for what felt like ten years the doorbell rang. My parents ushered Cameron and I to the front door. Once the door was opened I saw the sexiest man alive. "Evening Cindy, Josh. It's nice to meet you Ingrid and Cameron. This is my son Jai."

"Good evening. Sorry about being late. Completely my fault." I could have melted then and there. His voice was deep and I can't even explain it.