'Hey! Jacs! Common, lets go to the lake!!' I sat there thinking for a moment remembering how things used to be, how happy she was.. But that's all gone now, her eyes used to be so bright.. Now there filled with regret and sadness, her arms..her legs.. Used to be so tan and clear.. Now there pale and full of scars.. Her hair. Used to be so long and silky smooth.. Now it dry and short.. Her face.. Used to be full of happiness.. Now the only thing it's full of is pain.. Her lips used to be so plush and pink.. Now there grey and chapped.
I pulled the note out of my pocket, and set it beside her as she layed there still as a doll.
"I love you Mac..." I wispered know she wouldn't hear me but maybe would know that I do.. I kissed her head, then walked out into the hallway of the hospital.. Room three three eight.. Ill always remember that number.. And I'll always remember her..as I walked outside I ran into her parents.. I ducked my head and ran up the stairs hoping that they would find my note and tell her it was from me.. I jumped in my truck and drove off, payed my ticket and was never seen again in the city of Saint John.. I needed to get away.. Forever, I didn't want to hurt her anymore, I couldn't hurt her anymore, so I ran away up to the mountains to the lake we always used to be at when we were kids.. I climbed up the ladder to our playhouse and seen a picture of us we were around six or seven.. And remembered how happy we were.. Not anymore, now she's laying in a hospital bed fighting for her life.. Because of me..
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Teen Fiction•this is a story that contains the realities of self harm and how it can effect everyone around you, it contains very explicit descriptions. I hope you enjoy