*demis p.o.v*
I'm so stupid for getting so mad at her. She was just mad and I got mad and I ruined everything. She's the only person that make me feel loved.
I ran to my room and began to cry. I couldn't stop.
I grabbed the blade but before I could cut my mom came so I threw it under my bed and shot up.
"Demi.."
"Yeah?"
"It's your girlfriend..."
"What about her?"
"She...she got into an accident."
"But..I..I just saw her." I felt tears go down my face.
"A truck hit her. She may be in critical condition."
I began crying a but harder.
"M-mom can we go see her?"
"Of course. Come on."
My mom drove me to the hospital.
"Baby girl I gotta go to work. Tell me how she is when you get in there."
"Alright. Thanks for bringing me. Bye mom."
I walked into the hospital.
"Hello how may I help you?"
"Hi I'm here to visit someone."
I gave her the name and she told me which room. I walked in and saw a bunch of machines and tubes hooked up to her.
I began to cry again and sat next to her and held her hand.
"Baby, you probably can't hear me but I'm sorry. I love you and you can't leave me now. I need you. Just please...hold on."
I began to sob and I felt someone move. She was moving?
She groaned in pain.
"Baby? Are you ok?"
"W-where am I?"
"You're in the hospital, you got into an accident." I sniffled looking at her.
She looked around like she was confused and taking in everything that's going on. She looked at me and then she smiled small.
I looked at her and it was silent for a bit. Then she squeezed my hand a bit.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I love you. I'm sorry for being so mad at you. I snapped at you for money. I don't wanna lose you." She began crying.
I gently hugged her and then kissed her on the lips.
"I forgive you. Don't worry."
She signaled me to sit next to her on the hospital bed. I sat next to her gently and wrapped her in my arms. She groaned a bit but then she got comfortable. She looked at my wrists and smiled.
"No fresh cuts from today."
"My mom walked in before I could..."
Her smile came to a frown knowing that I was gonna do it anyways but my mom interrupted. I looked away. I knew I upsetted her.
She then scooted closer to me and layer her head on my shoulder.
"I'm not mad at you. You didn't cut so there's nothing to be upset about."she said assuringly.
"Babe...do you remember how you got into the accident."
"I was thinking about losing you so I got distracted."
"So it's my fault?"
"No."
I began to cry again. It is my fault she was here.
"Babe,it's not your fault, I'm just glad you're here now and we are together."she wiped my tears away with her thumb and kissed me.
I held her so close and I looked at her. I began to sing the song I wrote called'Believe in Me'.
"I don't wanna be afraid, I wanna wake up feeling beautiful today,and know that I'm ok cause everyone's perfect in unusual ways you see, I just wanna believe in me."
After I sang she kissed me hard and she slowly caressed my scars and cuts.
"Love?"
"Yes?"I asked her.
"If you stop...I will." Was she serious? Would she really stop cutting so I can stop too? I would love to see her stop. We have to recover together no matter what. Me and her are in this together.
"Deal."I said with a smile.
She smiled big."perfect."
"Just like you" I said cheesily.
She smiled and kissed me sweetly. Thanks to her....I think I'll recover.
