❝ if you wanna go to heaven you should fuck me tonight ❞
in which the golden girl and the football star find ways in which they relate while still keeping their differences.
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❝ yes is is possible to hate and love someone at the same time i do it to myself everyday ❞ -rupi kaur; Milk and Honey
She lay still in the hospital bed, her eyes glued to the vase filled with flowers on the table beside her bed.
She didn't like the flowers there, it showed life, in a time she so happily would welcome death.
Margo heard the door click open and in walked a doctor, and woman she hadn't seen before, she looked like some kind of therapist.
"Margo, this is Doctor Windsor, she'll be taking care of you once you're allowed to go home, you'll have regular appointments with her, where she'll help you through what you're struggling with," The male doctor explains and the woman offers Margo a smile.
"I know what you must be going through, but we can work through this," Says the woman and Margo has to stop herself from rolling her eyes, she sounded exactly like the last therapist she had.
"Well, I'll leave you and Doctor Windsor to have a talk and I'll send the nurse in afterwards to check your bandages," The doctor says, gesturing to the dressings that were wrapped around Margo's wrists.
Doctor Windsor sat down on the edge of Margo's bed and offered the girl a soft smile as the other doctor leaves.
"So, Margo, I have your notes from your previous visit to the hospital and also the notes from your previous therapist...Would you mind...Explaining why you've attempted suicide again?" Asks the doctor and Margo just shrugs.
"I'm tired," She says and the doctor's eyebrows furrow at the simple statement.
"I don't think I understand," She replies and Margo gives her a soft smile in return.
"Listen, I know you're here to help me, and to get me to talk about my problems, but I don't want to, at least not now. I'm so done with this shit all the time, why can't people just let me do as I please?" Margo explains and the doctor nods.
"People love you, they just want you to be safe," Doctor Windsor says and the teenage girl just sighs.
"I'll come back tomorrow," Doctor Windsor says, "I'll let you have some time to rest,"
"Okay," Margo mutters and the doctor stands up and heads out of the room.
A few moments later and the nurse enters carrying a tray of things she'd need to re-dress the cut wounds on Margo's arms. The nurse gets on with it while Margo just stares towards the flowers- Simon had brought them in, and her mother had taken them from him, refusing him entry to the room. The nurse finishes the last bandage and a knock at the door makes Margo jump a little.
