The Darkness Inside

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Grace POV

That was my moms flight. I'm bawling. Jared is trying to comfort me, but nothing can help me now. Except for one thing.

You've been a horrible person. You didn't even tell your mom goodbye. Go to the bathroom. It will help you.

"Jared I'm going to the bathroom to freshen up."

He looks disappointed.

"Okay, well I'll be here if you need me."

I go into the bathroom. Jared shaves there has to be a razor somewhere around here. I dig through drawers until I find the jackpot. I pop the razor out of the plastic casing and hold the metal piece in my hand.

TRIGGER WARNING! SELF HARM AHEAD.

I glide the blade across my wrist. I keep going. There's blood everywhere. Too late to turn back now.

You know you want to die. Go with your mom and sister and dad and Karol. You don't even deserve Jared.

The voices are back. When I'm happy they seem to disappear, but now they're back. I keep cutting and I stop because I'm getting lightheaded. Very lightheaded. I need to sleep.

Jared POV

Grace's phone buzzes.

Grace this is Lynn. This is a reminder that you will need to schedule your checkup sometime in June. We hope you're doing well and if you need to talk we can help you. - a text from Brunswick Psychiatric Facility.

What? A facility? Her cuts. Oh my god her cuts! How long has she been in the bathroom?!

"Grace?"

I knock on the door.

"Grace?"

No answer.

Oh god the door is locked. I'll bust it down. I rear back and punch the door hard enough to make a hole and then I unlock it from the inside.

I walk in.

Oh my god.

Grace.

Is she dead?!

"GRACE!?"

I pick her up and put her in the car and we race to the hospital.

I take her in and demand a room.

The nurse takes me in and then pushes me out. All I see are doctors poking and prodding on my beautiful girl.

God? I've never prayed a day in my life. I'm sorry for that by the way, but if you're up there, help her. Save Grace. Apparently you know everyone's heart, so you must be able to see how much I love her.

Grace POV

My mom and dad and sister and I are having a picnic on the beach. My dad picks me up and throws me in the water. We're laughing. My mom is talking and she looks at me and her eyes widen. She starts screaming. I look down and my cuts are becoming new, there's blood. Her screaming slowly starts to become beeping, and I open my eyes. The first thing I see is Jared out in the hall with tears down his face. His hands are on his head and he's pacing. What happened to me? I look down and I see bandages and IVs sticking from my arms. I look in the bag to see blood. They're giving me blood. How many cuts did I make? I try to croak out a few words.

"Jared?"

It's barely audible. He must've heard me though because he looks up and a little nurse is trying to keep him from coming in.

"SIR! SHE NEEDS TO REST! GET AWAY FROM THE DOOR!"

He pushes her out of the way and barges in the door. He looks sad and mad at the same time.

"How could you do that to me Grace?! I love you!"

He's sobbing. I raise my arm and try to touch him.

"C'mere."

He looks at me puffy eyed and crawls into my bed.

"Jared look at me."

He looks up at me with sad blue eyes.

"I'm sorry. I'm used to nobody caring. Nobody noticing. I forgot I had you."

I kiss him softly and he cries into my chest.

How dare you? You made him cry. You are a monster Grace. You don't deserve to live. This blood is just going to waste.

I feel his breathing slow down. He's sleeping.

"I'm so sorry. I love you so much."

I hum Chasing Cars to him and I slowly begin to fade into unconsciousness.