Flaws || h.s.

Chapter Twelve

a/n: I'M SORRY IF YOU HATE THIS CHAPTER I KNOW IT ISN'T WHAT YOU GUYS ARE EXPECTING BUT IT WILL GET BETTER IN FUTURE CHAPTERS I PROMISE ILY ALL SO MUCH XOXOX THANKS FOR BEING SO PATIENT

*Harry's Point Of View*

I found myself knocking on her door at about four the next afternoon. She was probably still mad at me, which she should be. I was a complete ass last night and I crossed the line and I was totally rude. I wouldn't be surprised if she never wanted to talk to me again. I deserved it, anyway.

No one answered, which was strange. She was normally home from school by then, right? I don't think she had dance on Mondays, or did she? I tried calling her cell, but it was flipped off. Her home phone rang a few times before going to voicemail. Just when I was starting to get worried, my phone rang with a call from her mum.

"Harry?" Her voice was worried.

"Yeah, it's me, where are you? Where' Beth? Is she alright? She should be home by now, right? Her phone's off. Is she-"

"Leah, her friend, is in the hospital. It looks like a suicide attempt. Beth's there with her now. I'm tied up at work but I'm going over there as soon as I can." Ms. Charleston said. "Beth really didn't sound okay when I talked to her."

Of course she wasn't okay! Her best friend had just tried to kill herself. Beth has the worst luck, whenever she gets close to someone, they try to leave the world. God, she must be falling apart. "What hospital is it? I'm going over there right now."

Ms. Charleston told me and I got into my car and drove over there. It was the same hospital Beth was in when she had tried to kill herself. I hated that memory. I hated that she had felt so alone that she wanted to die. She probably was feeling pretty similar now. Her best friend could have died.

"I'm looking for a Leah? I'm not sure of her last name." How was I supposed to find her now? God damn it.

"Harry?" A voice said from the waiting area.

My head snapped over to see Char. "Where's Leah? Where's Beth?"

"Leah's on the third floor. Beth's there with her. She's pretty shaken, and Leah hasn't woken up yet. I don't know if I would go up there if I were you," Char said as she shakily stood to meet me.

"What room?" I said hastily, completely ignoring everything after 'Beth's there with her'.

Char told me and I turned toward the elevators without another word.

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Beth stood in the corner of the room furthest from the hospital bed. She looked exhausted. Her hair was pulled out of her face and she stood motionless, hands at her sides. Her complexion was pale. Her eyes looked dead as she stared at her friend from across the room, if that isn't a terrible thing to say. Her lips were chapped. Her sleeves were carelessly pushed up, revealing her scars, something she never let happen. She couldn't have been at the hospital that long, could she? She must not have slept the night before.

"Beth?" I whispered as I stepped over the threshold. It was like stepping into a whole other universe than the rest of the busy, loud hospital. This room was completely silent aside from the heart monitor by the bed and the constant stream of air coming from the heater. The air was still and thick and cold even though the damn heater was eating up the silence by trying to make it warm.

She didn't move, didn't acknowledge me even though I was now standing right in front of her. She didn't even look me in the eye. We stood in silence for a while, her staring at Leah while I stood next to her, careful not to touch her. "She isn't dead. They have her sedated, for some idiotic reason. She's supposed to wake up in an hour or so once it wears off. They had to pump her stomach like they did me, except she isn't in a coma. I don't know what the difference between my attempt and hers was, maybe what she took, I'm not sure. I took tramadol, it was a pain med. She took sleeping pills, I think." She nodded when she was done, as if she was sure. She still wouldn't look at me.