Chapter 6(November 25)
“WHAT THE FUCK?” I heard Craig yell, waking me up, and the next thing I know my arm is being ripped from my body, “AMBER WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?” Then I knew what happened, Andy probably felt guilty for not telling Craig.
“Nothing.” I said sitting up.
“NOTHING? YOU FUCKING CUT YOURSELF AND YOU SAY NOTHING?”
“Yea.” I said looking down.
“YOU AND I BOTH KNOW THAT’S A LIE!” Then he was being pulled back by Max.
“What happened?” He asked Craig.
“Ask her.” He said in a low voice and stormed off.
“Sweetie, what happened?” Max asked sitting down next to me.
“I-I sort of…” I lifted my arm to him and he just grabbed me in a hug.
“Amber, it’ll be ok, I promise, you can’t do this again though!” He said.
“I’m sorry, I just- I didn’t know what to do!”
“You can always talk to me, ok?”
“Ok, thank you Max.”
“No problem, I better go talk to Craig.” He said and walked off. I sighed and went out to the front lounge where I found BVB.
“Uh, hey guys.” I said.
“Hey, how are you?” CC asked. Then the tears came once again.
“Fucking great.” I said and went to go find my big brother. I found them behind the bus, but heard yelling.
“CRAIG, SHE’S YOU FUCKING SISTER! YOU CAN’T TREAT HER LIKE THAT!”
“SHUT UP MAX!”
“NO! YOU SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME FOR ONCE! She needs someone there for her and that someone is YOU Craig, not me not anyone else. She needs support from her FAMILY!”
“You’re right, I just don’t know what’s happening to her recently. I know she’s depressed, but I can’t stand seeing her like this.” I was depressed? He knows more about me then I do then.
“I know this is a hard thing to go through, but it’s worse for Amber, you need to sit her down without anyone else and really talk to her about this.”
“Craig?” I asked in a quiet voice.
“Amber! I’m so sorry.” He said and hugged me.
“I-it’s ok.” I said.
“We need to talk.” He said and led me into the bus and kicked everyone else out.
“Ok, so I’ve noticed that you’ve been kind of down lately, and I really want to help, because cutting is not the way to handle it.”
“Ok.” I said looking down.
“Amber, I’m sorry you feel like shit all the time. I’m guessing it’s Ronnie.”
