Superheroes Play Soccer

Chapter 14: Confessions and Life Lessons

I've been thinking of a way to continue this part of the book, and I think I found a way. This chapter goes out to all you who suffer with self harm. You're not alone, I'm here with you. <3 I may just be some person across the internet who writes silly stories. But I'm still a person. And I've been where you've been.

Morgan's P.O.V
I sit at the kitchen table with Scar sitting to my right, my mom to my left. My dad sat in the living room watching another soccer game. The three of us around the table sat drinking sweet tea, eating fried biscuits and playing Uno. I gave Jade a quick glare as she only had 2 cards left in her hand. Me on the other hand had 6 cards left, my mom had 4. Scarlet nonchalantly reaches for her glass and sips, staring at my mom over the rim of her cup. My mom finally makes her move, laying down a skip card, skipping Jade. I laugh when she pretends to act hurt by putting a hand over her heart. "Thanks mom, I knew I was your favorite." I giggle, winking at my best friend before laying down a red 6. My mom shrugs and lays down another red card. "Oh no." Jade mutters, laying down a reverse back to my mom, with a wink at me. My mom huffs, reaching to redraw because she didn't have anymore red cards. "Yes! You saved her from winning-" Suddenly my mom lays down a pick up 4 card. "Color is blue. Uno." She says with a laugh. My jaw drops and I hesitantly pick up the 4 cards. I look to Jade with fear in my eyes as if to say "Please don't let her win!" She takes a deep breath the glares at my mom. "Color is red." She says, laying down a normal color change card. I let out an exhale, hoping I still have a chance until- "Wrong. Color is blue." And she lay down another black card, then excused herself from the table. I glance at Jade, and leap in her arms. "What is this game of emotions we pppllaaayyy" I fake cry, leaning into her shoulder. "Shut up, don't touch me." She whines in return, wrapping her right forearm around my torso. I'm laughing until suddenly a dark red catches my eye. I carefully look over Scarlet's inner arm, seeing multiple deep red lashes up to her elbow. My heart drops, but I reluctantly pull away and pat her head. "Let's go outside." I say, standing up and walking for the back foot. She follows, and I kick a pair of Adidas slip ons to her, sliding on another pair. I hold the back door open for her before we begin walking down the small path that leads to a patch of woods. She grabs a stick and simply begins small talk. "It's so beautiful out here. I can see why you'd live here." I smile, but can't help but keep my eyes on the cuts within my best friend's arm. Through her tattoos, I can see the depth of them. Did this have to do with what took place when she left? I swallow a moment and happen to let my thoughts get the best of me. "I never really got the chance to see woods like this in Cali-" "Scarlet can I ask you something?" I accidentally interrupt, and I make eye contact. She's able to tell I'm serious, so she nods. "Of course." She replied calmly, and I think for a moment on how to best word this. "You never told me what happened the night you left. The night you disappeared without a trace. You left me worried sick, I was scared to death. Will you tell me now?" I soon regretted asking. Not only did she give me a depressed look, but she did just as I had asked. She told me everything. From the night she got her phone call, up until this moment. She even explained how this guy named Ryder, whom I shall kill, put her in such a depressed state that... Resulted in the cuts on her arm. Now, she won't even look me straight in the eye. "Jade I- I..." I was at a loss for words. The brokenness that filled her now shattered me, as I watch her walk back to my house.
I decide to wait a few minutes before also returning. I walk up the stairs and head to my room, but freeze and hide behind the door. Jade is sitting against the wooden foot at my bed, her head leaned back. Suddenly a song strikes my mind, and I can't help but rush to pull out my phone and find it. Once I copy the link I send it to Jade along with the few words, "Please just listen to the words." I then shut my phone off and lean back against the wall, listening for the music to start playing. Not even a minute later, the familiar song begins to play. (Press play) I listen carefully to the words as well, this song had always killed me. The words, they hurt. But only because they are so, so true. I close my eyes as I feel the burning sensation of tears forming. The thought of the one girl I care for as if she were my own sister. My other half, my best friend. Going through enough pain to think about- I exhale softly. Just as the bridge begins to play, I slowly turn. I can see a single tear strolling down the broken girl's face, and I'm forced to clench my face to keep my composer. Finally, I force myself to walk in, and I sit right down next to her. She's hesitant to look at me, because I know she thinks crying is a weakness. But I can see her slowly begin to break. Suddenly she turns to me and practically collapsed in my arms, beginning to sob into the crook of my neck. I can't help but let my own tears flow, as I finish singing the bridge.
"Oh why, there's no comprehending.
And who am I, to try to judge or explain.
Oh but I, do have one burning question.
Who told you life, wasn't worth the fight.
They were wrong."
I then fall silent, burying my own face beside hers as we hug tightly, simply crying as my heart shatters for my best friend. "God, please help my best friend." I pray softly through sobs, audible for her to hear. "She doesn't deserve to go through this. Give her the strength and the courage. She's strong enough to make it through this. Allow me to be there for her if she is to fall." With those final words, I remain sitting with my back to the wooden foot, the forward slowly falling asleep into my arms.