I'm not alone after all (Bloody painter {Helen Otis} x OC)

Chapter 4

    I stood there watching her there closely trying not to cry. The whole site caused tears to fill my eyes. Within 5 minutes of watching her I was in a heavy sob. I felt like getting sick as well.

Her mother sat there sobbing too. I sat there for what felt like a hour watching. Her mother stopped herself from crying long enough to tell me that I should probably go home. I didn't want to leave her though. "P-please let me stay with her" I whimpered. "You need to get some sleep, plus it's getting late... come on I'll give you a ride." I looked down realizing that there was no convincing her. "Okay fine", I mumbled. She hovered above me waiting for me to do something. I crawled up, not too happy about having to leave her. I looked at her one last time and I followed her mother.

She took me to the lobby and from the lobby to her car. We rode in silence the whole time home. Lots of tears fell down my face while I looked outside of the window resting my head on it feeling a the coldness from it rize throughout my body. There was a heavy rain outside the pitter patter of the rain hitting the top of the car was soothing, but nothing could calm me at this point. I just watched and listened. The ride home felt like it took forever. Once we were there I took a deep breath then went inside to my house.

I tried my best to be quiet while I opened the door and entered because it was about 4:30 and there was no doubt in my mind that they were going to be asleep. I crept to my bedroom and laid on my bed waiting for me to go to sleep. The night took a long time to pass I mostly just looked off in space thinking about nothing. I felt so empty inside. I eventually fell asleep though.

When I woke it was 10:30 but it felt like I hadn't slept at all. I sat up and for a moment, it felt like everything was like it was ok. I was sadly mistaken after that second of paradise I realized what had happened last night. I sighed and peeled myself out of bed. I quickly went into the kitchen, after getting dressed in a black tee, some blue jeans and a pair of black Nike shoes. I quickly grabbed a poptart and told my mom I was going to the hospital. I left before she could even ask questions. Once I was outside I began to walk to the nearest bus station.

I sat down on a bench and waited for a bus to arrive. About 15 minutes after I had made it to the bus station the bus was there. I climbed up the bus stairs and rode till I got to my destination. Once I was there I went straight to her room. She lay there unmoving fast asleep. I sighed and sat in the chair next to her. I began to draw like we would when everything was normal. I looked up at her periodically in hopes that she would wake up. Everything inside me wanted her to wake up, and for everything to go back like how it was before. She never moved she just laid there silently. Her mom was there about 15 minutes after I came. She didn't say anything to me. She just sat there. I looked up at her for a second then continued to draw.