• jahseh onfroy •
after i left naomi's room, i felt horrible, as any decent human being would.
i fuckin slapped her, and called her all sorts of horrible names.
i wanted to go apologize so bad, but she wanted to be left alone and i knew she would go crazy on me if i walked back in there.
i sighed deeply and walked back downstairs and sat on the couch staring blankly at the tv.
"yo, what the fuck were you yelling at her for?" kelsey came up to me and started bothering me.
"she knocked out geneva." i replied, not moving my eyes.
"oh yeah, you're defending that bitch. typical." she scoffed.
i didn't say anything and she started yapping again.
"wait. what did you say to her?" she asked me lowly.
"i might have called her a whore and a drunk. and i might have slapped her." i said, mumbling towards the end.
"you what!? oh fuck, no no. i cant believe you did that. she hasn't been on her antidepressants the past week, she told me she didn't need them. oh my god." she freaked out and sprinted like usain bolt, maybe even faster, up to naomi's room.
i furrowed my eyebrows and looked back at ski and he shrugged.
"oh my fucking god!" i heard kelsey scream and me and ski started running upstairs.
what i saw next was the last thing i would've expected.
i saw blood all over the white bathroom tiles and i saw naomi's body laying there, lifeless, with cuts all over her body.
i ran over to her and picked her up, blood dripping all over me and the carpet in her room.
everything went in slow motion and i could barely breathe.
kelsey was on the floor bawling her eyes out and ski was holding her.
i called 911.
"what's your emergency?" the person on the line asked.
"my-my, uh, girlfriend attempted suicide and is bleeding out, just hurry the fuck up!" i said and gave the lady the address.
i was stroking naomi's black hair with my unbearably shaky and bloody hands.
"you can't leave me okay? i know what i did was unforgivable but you can't leave me now." i whispered in her ear a tear falling from my eye. i saw the ambulance pull up and they took her away on a stretcher and i was in total shock.
"this is all your fault." kelsey spat at me as she walked past me.
i shook my head, knowing it was really my fault.
4 weeks later
• naomi martinez •
kelsey was sitting on the edge of my bed, watching me like a hawk.
"i don't need you watching my every move." i glare at her and she rolls her eyes.
"you nearly died i think i do need to keep an eye on you. besides it's time to take your meds." she says and dumps two pills in my mouth and throws a water bottle at me.
i chug the water and then place it on my bed next to me.
i was stuck in the psych ward of a hospital for 4 weeks. 4 fucking weeks! i just got back home today and kelsey hasn't left my side, and i'm pretty sick of it even though i know she's just doing her job as my cousin and taking care of me and make sure i don't do anything crazy.
