The ones who made it better

The Meaning

(Trigger warning in this chapter)
Joeys pov.
I woke up on the couch with her in my arms I shook her awake and she kissed my nose. It was about 2 pm. And I checked my phones messages. I snuck outside to call my dad back.
"Joey you need to come home now!"
"Dad what's up???"
"Mike is taking her to hospital today."
"He fucking can't"
"Joey she's 17 he can do whatever the fuck he wants."
"Okay whatever I love you I'll talk later"
Biancas pov.
Joey told me in private what happened. Shit. Ugh.
"Joey I'm going to take a nap."
"You've only been u for like 30 minutes."
"I just don't want to deal with this right now."
"No tricks okay?"
"I promise no tricks"
I went into my room and shoved a razor in my pocket. I kept checking the time. An hour finally went by. Mike aways leaves at 3:30 to check on the resturant. I heard the car pull out. And looked to make sure it left. I headed out the window. Down to the beach I went.
Joeys pov.
I saw a note on the counter. "Joey here's the key to the bedroom if you want to check on her. It was 4:45. I figured it'd been long enough. I knocked. Nothing. I opened the door. My heart dropped. She was gone. "DAMMIT. DAMMIT." I ran out.
"Joey what's wrong" Britney stopped me.
"Tell Mike he needs to come home now. She's gone."
"Oh god"
I left in my car and drove past a couple of spots I couldn't think my head was spinning. I called my dad.
"Joey what's wrong?? It sounds like you're crying"
"Where would she go dad??" He was thinking and it suddenly hit me.
"Dad please try and find her."
I drove off again.
Biancas pov.
I sat down in a more deserted spot. I took the razor out and ran over old cuts on my arms. They looked mangled. I threw it in the water. I played in the sand for a minute and walked towards the water holding my breath and ran in. I ducked under the water. I kept doing it hoping I'd run out of breath.
Billies pov.
I made it to the beach. I looked around i asked people. I went to our favorite family spot. It was further away. I saw someone bobbing up and down in the water. I threw my jacket and shoes off and ran towards the water. All that was running threw my mind was that something happened to my daughter. I finally got to her. And pulled her out of the water with me. She was gagging in for breath on the sand. All I could remember is Thaila laying there looking almost the exact same.
"DON'T EVER FUCKING DO THAT AGAIN BILLIE"
"DO WHAT AGAIN? THERE'S NOT GONNA BE AGAIN BIANCA DAMMIT DON'T YOU GET IT??? CAN'T YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND THAT WE CARE CAN'T YOU GET THAT THROUGH YOUR PUNK ASS HEAD"
"NO I REALLY CAN'T BECAUSE MOST ALL MY LIFE NO ONE GAVE A SINGLE FUCK HOW I FELT EVER. I GOT RAPED AND BEAT AND TALKED DOWN TO AND NEGLECTED. IT'S HARD FOR ME AND WHEN I WAS TOLD MIKE WAS SENDING ME AWAY HE NEVER ONCE ASKED ME HOW I FELT ABOUT IT. I CHANGED MY MIND BUT THAT DOESN'T MATTER NOBODY CARES."
"MY SON FUCKING GIVES EVERY BIT OF DAMN ABOUT YOU IF YOU CAN'T SEE THAT THEN I'M SORRY TO RAIN ON YOUR PITY PARTY."
"BILLIE" her voice went small.
"Once one person doesn't care my thoughts make it seem like no one does." I wrapped my jacket around her bleeding arm. I pulled her shaking body into mine. "I just want you to be okay. I just dont want to lose you. You have to understand we care more than anything." I saw Joey running over to us. Mike was right behind him. Joey took her into his arms almost like she was a child he kissed her forehead not once glancing at her arms he cared to much for her not for what she's done.
Mike crouched down.
"Sweetie, I'm sorry I should've asked you" she nodded at him bring her head deeper into Joey. She was getting blood on him, but he pulled her in closer.
Biancas pov.
"I don't want to ever lose you" I heard his words softly flow into my ear. I knew what I had to do.