The Perrie Edwards You Knew

Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4 ─ Diagnosed Paranoid

• Persephone's POV •

Here I am. Lying on the hospital bed. Resting my back against the head of the bed. Thinking about life. My head shot up when the door opened. Revealing the nurse.

"Ms. Edwards, you have visitors." She said and my mum entered the room. My fists clenched and my teeth gritted.

"Aren't you gonna say something?!" She raised her eyebrows. "You didn't ask. Now tell me why would I say something?" I spat. She smirked.

"I knew I did the right thing. Sending you to a mental hospital was the right idea." She said. "You're sick and this is where you belong. You didn't think I would find out about your cuts, huh?" She continued.

"Later you'll be in rehab." She then left the room. Why can't I just die?! I'm nothing in this world anyway!

I looked around and nothing I could find. I walked towards the drawer across the room, forgetting that dextrose is attached to me. Why the hell would I need a dextrose?!

I slowly walked until I reached the drawer. I opened it and saw a razor. Why would a razor be in this drawer? Who cares? I need it anyway.

I sat beside the bed with the razor on my hand. I slowly slid the razor on my wrist. There was nothing I felt at first. Then the stinging sensation came soon enough.

Then I slid it again. This time, I flinched. This isn't new to me. This was kinda my addiction. I cut because I'm depressed. I have no one.

You may think I'm lucky because i have everyone. But my mother? My whole family that thinks that my twin is better than me? I guess not. Someone asked me once, said if I somehow die, where would I be. In the heaven or hell? And I'm positive that I'd be in hell.

"Pers..?"

I know that voice. I know that voice anywhere. Is Perrie really here? Why would she bother go here?

I turned around revealing Perrie looking at me with a concerned look. She then looked at something near me, but not me. I turned to where she's looking and I realized that she was looking at my wrist.

"Pers, what happened to you?" Perrie muttered and I looked up at her to see her about to cry. "Ask the woman you once called 'mother'." I replied and looked away.

"Pers, you're gonna be put into rehab if you keep doing that!" She exclaimed. By now, she's crying. "I'm already gonna be put in rehab! Why don't you just leave me alone and proceed on being a superstar!"

• Perrie's POV •

It just hearts so bad when the person who made feel so special, makes you feel unwanted. Is this really how it's gonna be? It's hurts like hell when she means the world to you, and then.. it just vanishes like thin air.