Paradox - (Luke Hemmings & Ashton Irwin FanFiction)

Chapter 15

“I love you, Ember.” Luke said reaching over to the passenger seat and slipping his hand in mine. We were coming back from Ashton and Maya's wedding. It was dark and the road was lined with trees.

“I love-“ Luke slammed on the brakes and the car slid off the road, I screamed as a tree appeared in front of us. The car slammed hard into it. The tree had smashed into the driver’s door.

“LUKE!” I screamed. Tears burst out of my eyes as Luke lay limp next to me.

My eyes flashed open. My face was wet. I looked around to see a boy lying next to me in a bed. I jumped out of bed, horrified. It was Bradley? What was I doing? I ran into the hallway and found a couch just outside the room. I sat down and tears spilled out of my eyes. I needed Luke but I didn’t have him. What have you done Ember? The question rolled through my mind. I had just cheated on Luke. But he had cheated on me. You didn’t let him explain. Realisation dawned on me.

“Are you alright?” Bradley asked coming out of the room. “Why are you crying?”

“I can’t be with you like this.”

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t sleep with you!”

“Well, why not? You had me pretty convinced you liked me last night.”

“I can’t tell you why. You should leave.”

“No, I’m not leaving you like this… I love you.”

“Damn it Bradley! I’m not good for you, just leave.” He ripped his jacket from me and stormed off down the hall.

What the fuck was wrong with me. In one day I had messed up two relationships with boys who hadn’t done anything genuinely wrong. My mind screamed at me for being so stupid. I ran back into the room and found a knife that was in one of the draws. You aren't worth it. You're a screw up. My mind raced and my hands took control. I sat down on the bed resting the knife on my wrist. An image of Luke’s face flashed into my mind, it was the face he wore as I slammed the door on him. I slid the knife deeply into my skin and a piercing pain shot up my arm. I gasped out loud watching the blood pour out of the cut. I moved to the other wrist and began to slide the knife against my skin. A picture flashed in my mind again. This time it was of Maya and Ashton smiling at me and holding hands. You can’t do this to them. I dropped the knife. I couldn’t do this to Maya.

“Shit Ember, what have you done?” I cursed out loud. I looked down at my wrist, the blood still poured out, showing no signs of stopping. I reached for my phone. Ashton was the first contact to appear and I pressed dial.

“Hey Ember?” He was cheerful, a huge contrast to what I was feeling.

“Ashton, I need you to call the ambulance.”

“Where are you?” He voice grew concerned as his voice boomed through the phone.

“Room 223, Hilton Hotel. Hurry.” He hang up. I stared at my wrist and watched it go limp, I felt my heart beat fast against my chest. I grabbed the pillowcase and wrapped it around my wrist. The bleeding slowed. It mustn’t have been to deep. Thank god. I grew mad again, at myself this time. I had cut myself, damn it Ember. My head spun with thoughts mostly directing abuse at myself for letting myself cut, cheating on Luke and giving Bradley false hope. Something was definitely wrong with me. The paramedics came into the room, I half smiled at them. They asked me a couple of questions and cleaned and bandaged my cut. Ashton came into the room and rushed to my side. They asked him who I was and told them that he was my brother. He was over 18, so the paramedics found no reason to contact my mother. They left us, they didn’t take me to hospital because I had already had tetanus shots.