Tayler walks in to my crying.
"Oh my god Rosie why are you left in a pool of tears?" He tried to flip me over onto my back. I was laying on my stomach, she couldn't see my face. All she could see was the wet black smeared sheets that were suppose to be white.
"Go away." I say sternly.
"If you need me you tell me."
I don't say anything but I let her go, and I lock the hotel door behind her.
I can't believe I just let him go.
I check my wrists that were purple all the way around.
They sure do look bad, I deserved it.
I run them under the sink water in the bathroom, taking glances at the razor sitting on the side of the tub.
Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it.
I take the razor and smash it against the counter.
I throw the rest away and throw the trash bag with the evidence under the bed, that way no one would know.
I run the blade under scolding hot water.
I hear constant knocking on the door, making me stop what I was doing.
"ROSIE! ROSIE!" Kian screams.
"What?" I sniffle.
"Jc's in the hospital." I could hear the sadness in his cracky voice.
"WHAT?" I scream and throw the razor under the bed.
I unlock the door and run out of the hotel into my mom and dad's care.
Kian and Tayler get in the back, they were both crying terribly.
"JUSTIN CASTILLO I NEED TO SEE HIM." I scream jumping all around the counter talking to the Lady with a river streamed from my face.
She hands me a paper that says visitor and I stick it on my sweatshirt.
I run upstairs and check the room she told me.
Justin Castillo
It says on the door.
I open it and there he was, his bloody eyes closed, his body was covered by a white blanket that showed blood spots obviously from his body and his nose was a bloody mess.
"JC." I cry.
He doesn't do anything, his machine said alive but my heart said dead.
"JC!" I scream.
He flinches and opens one of his eyes, the one that looks terrible but better than the other one.
"Rosie." He was having a hard time speaking.
His voice was so cracky.
"Yes?" I say not being able to stop my tears from flowing.
"I'm fine quit crying-- please." He basically begs.
"I can't." I sob into my hands as the doctors walk in.
"Who are you?" The male asks.
"Delilah Lawley."
"Which is...?" They ask.
"His best friend." I cry.
"Do you understand what happened?" He asks.
I shake my head no.
"Well you see Justin here was speeding and smashed into a tree along the road." He shows Me pictures of the car and I cover my mouth looking at him and he cries, tears mixing with his blood.
"I wrecked our car." His voice shakes.
"Its okay baby." I rub my fingers through his hair not even realizing I called him baby.
"What?" He asks.
"What?" I ask back pretending I didn't know what he was talking about.
He closes his eyes and returns to sleep.
