Willow

Chapter 15

A little while later, Jessii and I got up and headed to the bathroom to clean ourselves up. I locked myself in a toilet stall and cried for a while before I heard a quiet knocking.
"Willow?" Jessii asked. "Come out, please."
I didn't reply and continued crying silently. Jessii sighed and left the bathroom. 10 minutes later, I heard her come back in, with Mr Jefferson.
"Willow? Willow come out. I we're here for you!" He begged.
"He's dead! He's gone! What's the point?" I sobbed.
"Please Willow," Jessii said.
Finally, I came out of the stall, and was greeted with some warm chips and a huge hug.
"I'm so sorry Willow," Mr Jefferson whispered.

Elliot's POV:
"Please, tell them I'm dead," I begged.
"I feel so stupid now. I made them wait for me and I've held up their lives. Just convince them I've died."
"I really shouldn't Elliot. But I will," the doctor nodded.
"Thank you!" I smiled. I didn't want to upset her. But I felt so stupid.

Willows POV:
I went back and sat in Elliot's room, watching as Jessii and Mr Jefferson cleared it up and put his things neatly in a suitcase. Suddenly, Stephanie burst in. My stepmother. The one who didn't give 2 s**** about me.
"What the ACTUAL f*** are you doing? He's dead! Just get up and get home! Good riddance to that nerdy, ugly faggot anyway!" She cackled.
"How DARE YOU!" I head a voice yell. Jessii?
"Get the hell out of here and NEVER speak about Elliot like that again! You hear me b****?!" She screamed.
"Oh f*** a donkey you little slut! Nobody likes you!" Stephanie laughed.
That was it. I stood up and walked towards her.
"F*** you bitch," I whispered and slapped her. Hard. She stumbled back and pushed me to the ground. Slapping me, she spat horrible words at me, before a doctor came in and got her out.
"Are you ok?" Jessii asked.
"Yeah. It was worth it," I giggled.
"Ahem," a nurse coughed.
"Oh sorry," I muttered.
"Well, the funeral is being planned by um his parents and um there's no need to um worry about it," she murmured.
"Oh," I sighed.

Elliot's POV:
I got up and walked straight out the doors. Free.
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Time skip (2 months)
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Willows POV:
I never stopped thinking about him. Everyday, he's the first thing on my mind when I wake up, and as I fall asleep at night. I'm staying at Jessii's until I feel ready to go back home. Today is that day. Obviously I don't want to, but I don't want to bother Jessii's mum.

Davids POV:
Oh good. The brat is home. Little spoilt. I'm so glad. Not.

Willows POV:
I really don't need David's insults right now. Wishing I had someone with me right now. I just want Elliot back...
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