TWISTED

Kayleighs POV.

2-Kayleigh's POV💥
Jake is like a brother to me. He's my best friend and has been my whole life practically. I hate to see him so down when he is. He's been having panic attacks and everything else for a good few months now, it's nearly been a year. I've told him to tell his parents but he won't, I'm not forcing him though because I'm not the type to force, I'm there to help. I've told him I'll stay with him if he's ever needs that because I'll do anything to make sure he is okay. I just want him to be okay again, I will get him through this, all I want is for him to be happy. His depression just keeps getting worse, reason being that he "doesn't want to be anyone's problem". He's told me that I know more than anyone else but I know he still hides some things from me, but again I'm not forcing him to say nothing to me that he doesn't want to. It's after school and I'm going round his now. He's been off today, he faked being ill but I know what the truth is. I knock on his door and his mum opens. "Hi, is Jake here?". "He's upstairs in his room." she says smiling, telling me to come in. I knock on his door, "Jake?" He doesn't respond. I hear sniffing. I walk in coz he knows I'm there, I think anyway. He's there on his bed, his legs tucked into his chest, his eyes bloodshot from crying I can see from his tear stained cheeks. I shut the door behind me and briskly walk over to him to sit next to him. I put my arm around him. "What's up Jake?" I look at him saying my sentence calmly. He turns his head towards me and rests it on his knees still in silence, just crying heavier. I put his arms round me and pull him towards my chest area. He cries for a few moments then I feel him flinch as I put my hand on his arm. "Whoa I'm sorry did I just hurt you??" I say concerned then I notice there's spots of blood on the sleeves on his top he wears for bed. He sees me look at this and tries to pull his arm back but flinches again..I think I know what been going on, what head been hiding. "Jake? You haven't been-" I say gently holding his arm but he cuts me off. "I'm fine" he mutters but I pull up his sleeve slowly holding his wrist firmly to reveal his engravings made on his arm. My eyes widen as I see cuts all the way up his left arm, even old scars I never knew about. Things make sense now. I check his other arm but that's clean. "Jake! When did you do this?!" I say in shock, trying to stay calm or he might stress. He shushes me still crying and I apologise. Tears form in my eyes. "Come here you." I say pulling him back to my chest. We lay back on his bed, my arm round him whilst he rests his head on me. I start to stroke his hair and that contents him. I don't want to let go. We sit in silence and calm him down as best as I can incase I cause him to have a panic attack as his panic attacks are really frequent. I sit there, his head on my chest and my hand running through his hair still. He tells me that he started self harming a while ago but today he decided to start again because his life is a mess. "Where are the blades Jake? I can't let you do this again. I need to get rid of them." He keeps quiet so I look for them myself. I get up slowly helping him off of me and placing a pillow in as a replacement. I look in his draws and I find 2 blades with blood on them underneath other things. I wrap them in a tissue and put them in my school bag so he can't manage to cut again. "Are these the only ones Jake? Or are there anymore I need to know about?" He just watches me putting them in my school bag. "Jake?" I say firmly without upsetting him. "No, there's no more I swear." He stutters before he sheds a few tears again. He buries his head in his knees so I sit on his bed cross-legged in front of him. I run my fingers through his hair and lift his chin up so he's looking at me. "We will get through this Jake, I promise. I can see you be hurt or hurting yourself any longer. I love you lots you know I'm not gonna leave you to suffer." I say to him and lean in kiss his cheek. I smile at him and he weakly smiles back. I make him a short vlog to say that Jake won't be posting for a while but I promise he's okay he just needs a break from everything for a short while. I don't mention any illness' just that he needs a rest from everything for a short while and to leave him nice comments, that are supportive and sweet to make him happier if possible. I upload this to his YouTube channel instantly. "There you go. That's a lot of stress taken off your back already." I explain that and he just weakly smiles again. He keeps silent and I notice he's having another panic attack. I sit by him calmly trying not to cry seeing him this way. A year ago, you couldn't wipe a smile off his face. Now you can't get a day without him feeling sad. His mum and dad are going out for the night and Eloise his sister is leaving to stay at her boyfriends. They said I could stay for as long as I liked or stay, that it was my choice. So, I made Jake some food to make sure he had eaten and gave him plenty to drink. I stayed till late hours keeping him company watching YouTube videos to make him happier and the take his mind off everything. He smiled lots but i can tell he forced those. I see the pain behind every smile. I have to go home so I leave him. "I'll be back to see you in the morning okay?" He just nods looking lonely. It's a weekend so I'll see him in the morning to make sure he's okay. "Bye, I'll be back early morning promise! Love you" I say hugging him and kissing him again, lips this time. He smiles much stronger this time as I pulled away that he leans in again and we kiss once more. I love my best friend the world. I hate seeing him suffer like this..I think I love him more than a best friend, but I'm unsure whether it's just sympathy for him..