Perfect

Ch.14

Hey sorry just thought I should put a trigger warning in this one. Enjoy.

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TEEGAN'S POV

I'm finally out of the hospital after about 3 days hopefully for good. I'm offishly sick of hospitals. I never want to be in another one ever again. Now it was finally summer I didn't have to worry about my mom getting mad because Josh was skipping school to come see me or tests and exams or bitches who think they can push me around when ever they please. My mom still wanted me to try and quite smoking but I didn't see that happening. I was addicted. I have a really addictive personality and it didn't take me long to pick up smoking.

I haven't seen Josh in the last two days it kind of worried me. We are always together. He said he was busy but I think something's up. He worries me I know him, I know him better than any one besides maybe Sara. I was sitting in my room singing along to Pink Floyd and just doing absolutely nothing. I was really board.

'All in all it just another brick in the wall'

'Hey teachers... leave them kids alone'

I lived and breathed music.i picked up my guitar and started strumming alone to the song. Music is more of a passion. A passion me and Josh shared. I heard my phone buzz I was expecting a text from Josh. I ran over to my desk where my phone was and opened the message. And sure enough it was a smile grew on to my face. I started to read the message.

'Hey Teegan listen it's not you it's me I just don't think I can do this anymore I hope we can still be friends' - Josh

The smile I had turned to tears running down my face. "I thought he was fucking different" I said to myself. I slid my back down the wall and brought my knees to my chest. I threw my my phone across my room it hit my mirror and it broke into a million little pieces just like my heart. I walked over to the glass and picked up some of the the sharp little pieces, I put them in my hand and squeezed as hard as I possibly could until I could see bright red blood drip from my hand. I let go and started picking out the little bits of glass out of my hand one by one. I had 4 blades I laid them all out in front of me.I knew I was using them all tonight. Before I started I climbed on top of my desk so I could crawl out my window.I really needed a smoke. I could still feel tears running down my eyes. I grabbed my pack of smokes and a lighter. About 10 minutes went by I was in the middle of my second smoke. I saw someone walking closer to my house. I couldn't have been Josh because the figure was to short and why would he come over here now. As he got closer I recognized it more then finally I saw who it was. Cole. The last person I wanted to see right now.

"Wow I really don't know you" I heard him say I couldn't really see him much any more because of the light post. I could only see his figure. But I knew he was there.

"Told you. What were you not expecting the scars or the smoking" I said looking down at my feet and hoping he noticed that I wanted him to leave. To be honest I was kind of embarrassed because of my scars.

"The blood" I looked at my hand a noticed it was still dripping bright red blood.

"It has been a rough night" I said still looking down at my hand. I hurt but let's face it I was used to pain.

"I know" cole said and then looked guiltily of something.

"What do you mean you know" something's as up and I didn't like it. I looked at him he was hard to read kind of like me. Josh alway told me I was it must be a family thing.

"I-I mean I-I Un-understand" Cole looked even more guiltily as he stuttered out he words.

"N-no that's not what you meant" then I caught on "YOU FUCKING ASS HOLE" this was his fault he got to Josh