Tina's POV
I look from my hands in my lap to see Dezi walk in before Jeremy. I start crying as I look down again.
Dezi sits next to me and looks at my scarred arms. *I wear high waisted pants to hide the scars on my hips so I can wear shirts without being judged. I might have scars on my arms but they're faded. So are the ones on my hips.*
"But it makes me feel better..."
*It might feel good and it might make you stop thinking, but you need to realize life is better than that. I have it worse than you. I'm mute and my family kicked me out. I cut, yes. But I'm surviving and I'm worse than you. You are lucky and beautiful and you need to wake up and open your eyes and realize there's hope.*
"Because we found you and you had hope." I meet her eyes.
She nods. *And we're here for you...but they're going to put you through therapy...*
"I know. I'll be okay and I promise I'll somehow get better...for you...and Jer."
She hugs me as I cry and sob.
I feel another pair of arms around me, knowing its Jeremy and calm down, knowing they're there for me.
Dezi's POV
I walk Tina down the hall to her therapy room that's in the hospital.
She's not allowed to leave yet and I'm allowed to come to therapy with her until she's okay to go alone.
I sit next to her on the couch in front of Sherry, her therapist.
Tina starts shaking and I rub her back.
"Tina, can you tell me why you tried to commit suicide?"
'She's jumping into questions...not even welcoming her...' *Do I need to help you?* I give her my phone and she nods as she starts crying. I type. *She tried to do this because she felt like she had no hope and thought me and Jeremy would leave her.*
"Jeremy is your friend, yes, Tina?"
She nods as she calms down.
"Did he influence this upon you?"
"No. Jeremy is the sweetest person ever." She smiles.
"He is gay, yes? Is this a bad influence?"
"No. His sexuality is going to change me."
"So you're straight?" She starts writing.
"No. I'm pansexual and queer." She glares at her therapist.
I hold her hand.
"Well, Tina...why did you cut to deal with this?"
"It seemed easier and I didn't know what to do and if I should've wrote a will or not..." Tina sniffles and wipes her eyes. "Can I go?"
"Yes. This is the medication." She hands it to me.
"You can trust me. I'm trying to get better." Tina goes to the door and I follow. She hugs me and I hug back as we step into the hall.
I rub her back as she cries.
"I'm scared."
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The Mute
RomanceA mute girl had no friends. She's alone...but maybe something will change...
