Complications/ G.D.

Chapter 25

It was Jace. He was going to get ready to go to the mall with friends and now he has to see his little sister about ready to kill herself. I look up to him and start balling my eyes out like a baby. I get off the toilet and put my knees up to my face and cry. He comes over hugs me and tries to comfort me.

"What happened?"

"I've *sob* been getting *sob* bullied."

"Oh..my...god.."

We talk for a while about it. It's crazy to think that I wouldn't have met my best friends. They mean everything to me. I would have never met Grayson either. Jace keeps hugging me and I really needed it. He's always been there for me. He always comforts me when I'm down. That's why he's such a great person. I told him that I'd never do that again if he doesn't tell our parents. So he doesn't. I know in this case you need to tells someone but my parents would send me off somewhere and I'd get immediate attention. I didn't want that help. I just wanted the bullies to go away! I cry and cry on his arm. It gets louder and louder and causes me to snap out of my thoughts.

**present time**

I've never told anyone besides that to Jace. I was never ready. I think I am now. It's 12 am and I text Grayson if he can come over here and that I need to tell him something. He never answered. He must be sleeping or something. I'm just really down in the dumps right now. I need to get it off my chest. I go downstairs to think that he's going to text me and show up. In the meantime I'm going to get something to drink. I go to the fridge and there's nothing really good. I look in the pantry to find something and I see some vodka. No. I'm not going to have that. But no one would miss it.

I pull it out and look at it. Mom and dad are at work for a few hours. They got called in and Jace is fast asleep. No one would even know. I open the bottle and smell it. I shouldn't do this. You know where it got you last time, Delaney. Don't do it. I do. I take a swig and it goes down like water. I shouldn't have this. I put it down and go to the couch and turn on the tv. I keep looking over to that bottle. I can't resist it. I hurry up and go get it and sit back down. Before I know it I drank three quarters of it and I'm drunk as hell.

I hear the door knock and I thought it was just on tv. Who would even be here at 1 am?! I hear it again. What the hell tv?! I turn the channel and it stops. I said that too soon. It goes off again! I mute it and get up and go to the back of the tv to see what it is. I hear that mutha fucking noise again. I go to the door and someone's there and they scared the shit out of me. I can't tell who it is.