Once Weston finishes cleaning you up he walks over to you and sits infront of you and tears form in his eyes. You slowly lean against the wall while your eyes are still a bit blurred.
"Go to sleep if you want" you hear Weston almost whisper in a voice crack.
"No.... I-I'm fine Weston" you say trying to sit up and act normal.
"No. Y/n your not fine... Please just go to sleep for a bit it's getting late anyways... I'll stay with you..." he says placing his hand on your knee and giving you a really sad look.
"F-f-fine then..." you wince as Weston helps you lay down and he comes behind you and wraps his arms around you.*next day*
You wake up and check the time. It's 3:45pm. Wow didnt really sleep that long? You think to yourself.
You hear Weston talking so you decided to go see what he was doing. You peak around the corner and see he is on the phone. You hear muffled talking on the phone."I love you boo. Can wait to meet you soon!" He says. Your heart melts. After everything you've been through and everything last night.
"Hope you have fun with your new girlfriend!!" You yell in anger in his face. You run upstairs crying and Weston follows, you run into the bathroom and lock the door.
"Y/N ITS NOT WHAT YOU THINK!!!" You hear Weston yelling.
"OH REALLY?" you yell back.
You look up and see you blade just sitting the so you stand up and pick one up and place it on your wrist.
"Y/n what are you doing?" Weston says in a calming voice but you don't reply, "y/n...... Y/N........ Y/N!!!!" He yells more and more. Without any thoughts you start cutting your wrist over and over again. You hear Weston crying and banging the door constantly yelling your name.
"It's your own fault you were gonna go off and meet some girl who you love!!" You yell and Weston stops banging and yelling.
"Wait.... what?" He questions. "WAIT NO NO NO NO NO!!" He yells more banging on the door. You carry on cutting more and you glimpse up and see a small tub. You reach for and and pull it out. Pills. You look back and forth from the pills to the blades. You open up the pills....*Weston's pov*
I am just standing there banging and yelling on the door, you hear rattling from inside and a thump on the floor... OH NO! SHE TOOK THE PILLS! You kick down the door and see her lying on the floor and her eyes getting heavy. You call 911 and hold her in your arms really closely.
"Don't worry y/n I won't let you go and your gonna be ok" you whisper wiping her cheeks "y/n. I was on the phone to a girl but it was a fan for the video on Our Journey... did you not see the camera?" You ask her
"No I only saw you on the phone" she winced in pain.
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Put On A Smile || Mark Thomas, Hunter Rowland, Weston Koury
FanfictionApparently fake smiles make everything ok, just depends who it is...