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25 | Story Telling

Days and nights went by as I stayed in the hospital. I was scared. I don't know what of, I guess I was scared of everything. Everything that happened.

My step dad. Attempted suicide, people know about my depression, Edward Jones, Craig, my mum, the people around me. My depression. The voices inside my head. Everything.

I sat on the hospital bed as my eyes felt heavy. They slowly started flickering shut as the light around me faded into darkness. This was the only time I got peace from myself.... well that's what I thought.

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I started turning in my sleep as I struggled to breathe. I immediately sat up in the bed sweating as I looked around the room. I saw a figure in the corner but right now I wasn't focus on that. I was focused on my breathing. I started feeling my face with my hands as they got soaked in sweat that was pouring from my face.

"Are you ok?" The figure in the corner spoke.

I looked up to see an old women in the corner of the room staring at me with horrified eyes as she give me a worried look. I don't even know why she was in my room. As she walked closer I focused my eyes to see she was wearing a nurse uniform.
She had curly short white hair, with an wrinkly face, her eyes had slight bags under them as winkles surrounded them but her eyes made up for that as they sparkled a beautiful hazel colour with a mixture of green through it.

"Miss? I'm sorry, but what's wrong?" She patiently asked.

"I-I'm s-sorry." I said through breaths.
"I had a nightmare that's it."

"You ok? What was it about?" Her soft voice had a calming affect on me as she sat on the end of my bed.

"It's nothing." I muttered.

"It helps if you want about it you know?"

"Yes I know." I paused as I looked around hoping someone will come in looking for her but no luck.
"I don't like talking about it." I sighed.

"Miss, I know why you're in here and it's my job to help people like you."

I signed as I looked at my arm covered in cuts. "There was flashbacks with my dad. We're all happy and life was good then it disappeared."
I didn't want to tell her it but she wasn't going to go until I did.
"And I was sitting there crying from him shouting his name...... and all of a sudden it changed to my stepdad...." I froze.... should I say it.... "hitting me. Abusing me."
At the corner of my eye I saw her eyes widen as she looked at me with pity.
"And just before it ended I was on the bridge that I was on the other night but the differences was I did it in the dream. I ended it." I felt water works coming but I had to fight it back.

"I'm sorry to hear that but does you're mum know about you're step dad abusing you?" She asked. I shook my head in response.
"Ok, but please if you ever need to talk to anyone I'm here, your friends or family is too. Just don't feel like you're alone, there will always be someone to help you. Don't even think about what you did at the end of your dream." She pulled me in for a slight hug as I awkwardly sat there not really knowing what to do.

"T-thank you." I whispered as she walked out the room but before she did she smiled at me.

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I had my earphones in my ears as the door opened. I've got use to doctors and nurses coming in so I ignored it thinking it was them until I felt something sitting on my bed. I looked up and sighed as I saw 'Ed' or shall I say Edward Jones.

"Hi." He awkwardly said. I took my ears phone out to listen and talk.

"Hi." I spoke back.

"I'm going to give you the full story." He sighed as he stared at me.

Today is the day for story telling apparently. First me now Ed. Fun.

"Ok so when my parents died I went to live in the orphanage with my sister but she was diagnosed with cancer..." he froze as he looked around the room.

"I'm sorry Ed to hear that." I didn't know what to say. I'm back at comforting people.

"Thanks... but when she went in hospital she was put under serious treatment and I weren't aloud to see my own freaking sister. I felt bad for not seeing her and I was unhappy so I ran away here hoping to find you but I didn't. I got a job but I didn't get paid enough for a house so I stayed in the library and made a home out of it. I checked up on my sister everyday by ringing them but she never got better." He sighed as he paused. I knew this got him. I never knew about this but the way he'd acting it really affected him.

"Until when I left. I got a call from them saying she was approving a lot more and they think she'll make it and that's why I left. I was in a rush. I hadn't seen her in years and I wanted too. She's my sister."

I put my arm around him as I pulled him in for a hug. "I'm sorry for overreacting about you leaving. I should have let you explain. I'm so glad that little Katie is getting better." He looked up at me and smiled.
"Yes I still remember her name."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you that's I'm jones... I have no real explanation only that I was scared how you'll react and that you'll remember Katie and ask about her. I didn't know how to tell you.  I didn't even know if you still liked me or you hated me."

"Ed you'll always be my best friend. No one can replace." I said as we tightly hugged.

"I missed you." Ed whispered.

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I need more drama!!! DRAMA!!!! There's like nothing happening rn. This always happens! My stories always gets boring. Ah well. I hope you's like that?

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