After I got back to the house I went straight to Harry's room, slamming the door and locking it. I knew Anne was at work and Harry would probably stay out with friends so I sat in the corner of the room, crying.
I couldn't understand why I was. I can normally handle the bullying, handle the harsh words and things they do but now I snapped.
The only images and words that were flashing through my mind were Joey's funeral and what they had said to me. I know Katie was right. Joey never cared for me, no one ever did.
I stood from the corner and walked to the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror. Immediately I noticed flaws I've never seen before. I had bushy eyebrows, tangled hair, a fat stomach, hairy arms, and huge thighs.
I was disgusting, it was surprising that Joey and I were twins. Tears started flowing faster down my cheeks and I let out strangled sobs. My eyes flickered down to Harry's shaving razor laying next to the sink.
No one would care if I cut. No one at all. Maybe I can cut away all my flaws, cut away all my emotions. Then I can be like other girls. I picked it up shakily and sat down, leaning my back against the cabinets. I led my shaky hand to my wrist, slowly placing it on the skin.
I can finally be like other girls, I thought. Right when I was about to slice it across my skin, the door flew open and Harry stepped inside, his eyes widening at the sight he was witnessing.
He ran over and harshly took the razor from my hand, throwing it into the shower and pulling me into his chest. All I could do was cry, let all the energy I had left in me flow out my eyes and onto Harry's shoulder.
After about an hour of crying I fell asleep in Harry's arms, the thoughts of my insecurities flying through my mind.
Harry's pov
After about an hour of crying, Ellie fell asleep. I picked her up and brought her to the bed, snuggling up against her.
I was still astounded at what I had just saw. She was about to cut herself, to harm herself. I couldn't understand why though. She was beautiful, perfect even, and she seemed so unfazed by Katie's bullying. If she was under depression, she showed no signs of it.
Finally I fell asleep along with Ellie, vowing to myself before vowing to myself that I will prove to her that I love her and that someone cares.
Ellie's pov
"C'mon Joey! Stop being a party pooper! I want to see what it looks like when the sun is setting over the beach!" I pleaded, trying to convince Joey to go on a late-night swim with me.
"No, Ellie. It's supposed to storm and the waves will get bad. We can watch from the window", Joey sighed, flipping through the TV channels.
"But I wanna swim. Please, for me?"
He huffed and rolled his eyes, flicking the TV off and standing up. "Fine."
We ran down the beach towards the water, splashing and laughing with each other, before the sky suddenly got dark from the storm clouds blocking the sun set.
The waves got larger and I quickly got out of the water. "Well that was fun, wasn't it Joey?" I laughed, turning to face my brother.
He wasn't there, though. I spun around frantically, calling out for him. I heard his scream come from the water and looked as the waves sucked him under. I screamed, as if somehow they would stop if I was louder. "Joey!"
The waves finally settled and my eyes darted around the waves, trying to find his figure. I gasped as I saw his still body crumpled a bit down the beach. I ran over to him and collapsed, screaming out for my brother.
