And Then We All Fell Down...[EDITING]

Chapter 15: You Have Got To Be Kidding Me

Chapter 15: You Have Got To Be Kidding Me

STELLA'S P.O.V

I woke up the next morning and I felt like the old Stella. Not the old old one where I couldn't talk to anyone or anything but the old one in the sense of me being sensitive as hell and not being able to be mean to people. Im going to be honest. Audrey deserved what I did to her, but I still felt bad. You're not supposed to fight fire with fire. But I did. I felt like she needed to feel how I did. And I'm pretty sure she does. So I stared at my phone for a good 20 minutes debating whether or not I wanted to call her up to talk to her. After an intense argument in my mind of yes and no, I pressed her name. Holding the phone up to my ear, I waited for an answer. After about the third ring, someone picked up. But it wasn't Audrey. It was her mom.

"Hello?" Mrs. Rivers said. She sounded like she was crying.

"Mrs.Rivers? Hi. How are you?"

"I'm good Stella how are you?" She Stifled a sob I could hear it.

"I'm good. Can I talk to Audrey please?"

"S-she's in the hospital." She sobbed.

"What? What happened?"

"S-she tri-tried to ki-kill her-herself last ni-night." She stuttered horribly.

"Oh my gosh," I said. "I'm so sorry. Do you know why?"

"N-no."

"Well, I'm sure she'll be alright Mrs.rivers," I said reassuringly. "I'll be over to hospital in a bit."

"Thank you Stella. Bye bye now."

"Bye."

As I hung up, I sat there in shock. Audrey tried to kill herself? What could have happened from when i saw her-..

No. It couldn't be because of me...

Right?

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The week before
Audrey's P.O.V
How did my life spiral downwards so fast ? One minute I'm popular, people liked me(or at least I thought they did), and and.. What else was there ? I mean I wasn't ugly but I wore makeup pretty much 24/7. Shit. I never realized I was just like Stella. Except she didnt Care what people thought. She didnt care what people said. She lived her own life. She made herself into a new person with the same qualities. All I did was put make up on and show off my body. I know I sound like the most cliche person in the world by saying I should've just loved myself and that you dont want to hear the bullshit of how I tried making things better.

But I did. I tried. I don't blame Stella for giving me the cold shoulder but I should've known it wasnt the same person the second she stood up to me. Nobody had ever done that. Ever since she did, every one else followed suit. Now I feel like I have no one. I probably deserve this anyways. I walked into my bathroom and stared at myself. I began to hate myself. I slowly slipped into a depression. I barely went to school this week. I didnt want too. I always wanted to go to school because I thought I had friends. I didnt. I barely ate. I'm probably stupid for this but I don't care. You dont understand what it feels like to be hated by everyone and just unwanted. Then came the night I did the stupidest thing ever.

The night before

I looked through my medicine cabinet and saw a whole bunch of pills my mom had from when she had surgery. I opened up 2 of the bottles and poured half of each of the contents into my hand. At this point i was crying. I put the pills into my mouth and drank the water next to me. The next thing I knew, I escaped into darkness. It was over. Or I thought it was.

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Stella's P.O.V

I quickly showered and made my way to the hospital. The whole way there I thought my heart was going to jump out of my throat. I was praying that it wasnt me who brought Audrey to this point but I had a feeling it did.

When I got to the hospital, I asked the nurse the room number and quickly rushed upstairs.

When I got to the room, Audrey was just laying there and she looked horrible. Her skin was pale and her eyes were so swollen. I stepped cautiously next to her bed before I placed my hand on her shoulder.

"Aud-Audrey?" I said shakily.

"Huh? Stella? Wha-what are you doing here?" She said groggily.

"I heard what happened. Your mom told me. I just wanna ask why?"

"Why? You really want to ask me why?'

"I mean I just did so..."

"If you're going to be a sarcastic bitch you can just leave."

"Look. I'm sorry. I'm just worried about you."

"No you're not. You're just worried about whether or not this is your fault given you were one of the last people to talk to me."

Well I mean, she was half right.

"I mean..."

"Exactly but if you must know, ever since you shut me down after I tried making amends with you I started to shut down. Nobody wanted to talk to me. Its like everybody ganged up on me. I didnt know what to do. I'm so used to being popular and everyone around me but thats not it anymore. Everyone hates me. You wouldn't understand especially since its all of your fault."

My fault? Oh no she did not.

"How the hell is this my fault? You've treated me like shit for years Audrey. Fucking years and I haven't said anything to you at all about it but now you get a taste of your own medicine you wanna play the victim? Cut.The.Shit. You're just mad because you can't handle the fact that nobody likes you. You did that all on your own. I didnt tell you to make that smart remark about Alexis. But you did. If its my fault for fucking standing up for myself then shame on me and every other damned thing you're supposed to stand up for. And news flash Audrey, I do understand. I understand that people gave you the cold shoulder and act like you dont exist Now and that you're not the most liked but get a grip. I've been like that my whole life and I've fucking dealt with it. I actually came here because I WAS worried about you and wanted to apologize for being a bitch because you didnt really deserve that, but now fuck you. I don't even Care what happens now because even after being in the place of me you still can be a bitch. So yeah. Enjoy your life Audrey."

At this point I was breathing heavily and I was on the verge of tears but I held them back. I couldn't believe her. She really had the audacity to tell me this was my fault and that I didn't understand. Before I said anything else I would regret, I walked out of the room and out the doors and went home.

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The next day when I went to school, I walked past Audrey and her "friends" and they all stared.

"Take a picture girls. It'll last longer." I laughed and went about my day.

This was going to be a good day. I felt it.