Falling for her/him

Chapter 60

David's POV

I wake up to a shrill scream from Amanda's room. I quickly barge in and I don't see her so I go to her bathroom and there she is with Simon in her arms and blood all over. I run over to them and Simon has made a really deep cut in his arm. I look around and there's a razor beside him and gauze on the counter. I grab the gauze and begin to wrap his arm.

"Does he have a pulse?" I ask quickly.

"Barely." she whispers. I gulp and tighten the gauze and bandages around his arm. His arm twitches from the pressure and so I know he's still alive. I pick him up and carry him to his bed. I lay him down and then put a wet cloth on his head. I walk over to Amanda who is still in the bathroom floor, trying to clean up the blood. I walk over to her and sit down against the cabinet and pull her away from the puddle of blood. I pull her into my lap and she cries into my chest. "I need him here and he's trying to kill himself." she says and looks up at me. I pull her closer to my face and she puts her forehead to mine.

"Amanda, I'm right here if you need me." I whisper and she nods, biting her lip. She leans a bit closer and I stop her right before our lips meet. "Don't do this Amanda." I whisper.

"Okay." she whispers and gets up, walking into her room. I finish cleaning up the blood and go back asleep.

Amanda's POV

I lay beside Simon and just wait for him to wake up. I intertwine my fingers with his and rub the top of his hand. I cover his body up so he doesn't get cold and then I just lay and silently cry until light starts to pour through my window. Once it does become fully morning I get up and go to the bathroom. I turn on the shower and let the steam fill the bathroom before undressing myself and stepping into the hot shower. I wash my hair and then body slowly. As I finish up I grab a towel and wrap it around my body and then go to the mirror to  brush my hair and put on makeup. I walk back into my room and Simon isn't on the bed anymore but in our closet looking for clothes I guess.

"Simon." I whisper. He looks back at me and then quickly looks away and contiues what he's doing. "We need to talk." I say. He looks at me again and just sighs, sitting down on the bed.

"What?" he asks harshly.

"Why did you do that last night?" I ask, holding back my tears.

"I don't want to be here Amanda. I just want out of Hell which is where I'm at and it never stops." he says and turns away from me. I put my hand on his face and make him face me and then scoot closer so there's no space between us.

"It's not over Simon." I whisper and he nods and starts to cry. "It won't be over until I say it's over. Your princess would want you to be right here with her Mommy and Big Brother." I whisper again.

"Okay, I'll stay right here and be your soldier." he says and kisses me softly.

"I'll be your angel." I whisper and kiss back and then get up so he can finish getting ready. I walk downstairs and Alesha is still asleep and so is David but they are on totally different sides of the rooms. I walk to Eric's room and there he is just playing in his bed. "Hey, baby." I say and pick him up.

"Sissy!" he yelps and I let out a heavy sigh.

"Sissy, went to heaven baby." 

"When she be back?" he asks.

"She won't be. She's gonna stay there for the rest of her life." I say and smile to reassure him.

"Oh....Okay." he says awkwardly. He then slides down from me and runs to the living room and speeds to Alesha. "LESHA!!" he yells and she jumps awake. He then runs to David's side and yells "DAVEEEEEE!"

"Five more minutes Ericcccc." David moans and puts his hand on Eric's head.

"NO!" Eric yelps and hits David.

"Ow! Hey! Amamda get on to your son." David says, glaring at Eric.

"David, quit being a baby." I chuckle and walk away to the kitchen with Alesha on my heels.

"How are you feeling today?" she asked and tries to grab my arm.

"I'm fine." I say and smile.

"Amanda, you just lost your kid. Your not fine." she says.

"Sure I am. I know where my kid is and I need to be strong for Simon, David, Eric, and you." I smile and keep cutting up some onions for the food I'm going to make. She grabs my hand and makes me look at her.

"Amanda, you don't have to be strong for me or anyone else. It's okay to cry." she says, her brown orbs glossing over.

"I did cry....yesterday." I say.

"Amanda, seriously." she says.

"Just because you can't be strong in this situation doesn't mean that I have to be a baby like you." I whisper through gritted teeth and pull away from her, roughly.

"Whatever. Don't call if you need someone." she says and walks away. I know I was harsh to her but it's my way of copeing and not breaking. I'm building my wall so no one else can get in. No one will break it down because I'm titanium.