Love doesn't exist?(N.H) {ON HOLD}

Chapter 16

(Bonnie's POV)

"Wouldn't want me to remember what?" a voice spoke.

  Paisley was awake.

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  Paisley was sitting up in the bed, staring at us. Looking like she had no idea what she was doing in the hospital. 

"What is the last thing you remember?" Paisley's step Father, Micheal spoke.

  "I don't remember getting here. Why am I here?" she questioned.

  JJ got up, and walked over to Paisley. Sitting on the bed. Looking her in the eyes.

  "Why did you do this?" he asked his voice in a loud tone. He seemed angry.

  "Do what?" she looked at him in a worried expression.

  "Look at your wrists, Paisley," JJ said. She looked down, tracing the stitches with her fingers,"You did that!" JJ started to yell.

  "What do you mean, I did this?" Paisley stared at him with a scowl on her face. What did he do?

  "You slit your wrist, because for some reason you felt the need to kill yourself today!" JJ got off the bed and walked over to the door.

"I...-" JJ caught Paisley off.

  "Next time you think about killing yourself, think about how it would affect the people that love you," he said. Then he walked out the door. Slamming it behind him.

  "Wait!" she started to say, but he was already gone.

(Paisley's POV)

What just happened? What crawled up his butt? "Uhhhh, what was that?" I spoke.

  "He seems pretty upset with you," my mom said with tears in her eyes.

Memories started to flood through my mind. The memory of rummaging for a knife. Slitting my wristband. Blood going everywhere.

  "Oh, mom," I started to say,"I'm so sorry,"

  I wanted to jump out of the bed, and hug her tightly, but I was hooked to an I.V. I started to struggle to get free of the wires and I.Vs but it was no use. Mom eventually had to leave the room with Joey and Michael.

"I'm so sorry," I murmured to Bonnie

  "Paisley, JJ is right. Why did you do this?" Bonnie started to cry.

  "I-I- I don't remember," I couldn't pull the memories from my mind. It was too painful.

  She just stared at me in confusion. I didn't want to tell anyone the thoughts that ran through my mind. They were too horrifying.

  "Tell me Paisley! I know you remember; I can see it in your eyes!" Bonnie started to shout.

  "Ask him!!!" I almost screamed.

  "Ask who, Paisley?!" we were still shouting.

  I was silent. I didn't want to tell her. She had just became friends with him. She doesn't make friends easily. Why must my relationships be so difficult to keep? They either end it, or I shut them out, afraid of what will happen if I let my guard down.

  "....JJ," I spoke under my breath.

  "Who?" she cupped her ear.

  "JJ!" I nearly shouted.

  She was quiet for a moment. She opened her mouth to say something, but closed it quickly.

  "What?" she finally said.

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  (JJ's POV)

After I left the hospital, I went home to calm down. I walked into my front door, letting it slam behind me. "Jeffrey Eugene Bowdidge, do not slam the doors!" my mother ordered as I walked into the kitchen.

"Sorry mom," I spoke in a soft tone as I shuffled over to the fridge.

  I rummaged through the drawers of food, finding a cup of snack pack pudding. I turned to grab a spoon out of the silverware drawer. Peeling the foil off the top, my mom stared at me.

  "Where have you been today?" she asked, folding her arms over her chest.

I was hesitant to answer. I sighed, "At the hospital."

  "Why were you at the hospital?" my father came in through the kitchen door.

"Paisley tried to commit suicide," I looked down at the floor.

  My mother cupped her mouth with her hand. I don't know why, she's never met Paisley. I don't plan on letting her either.

  "She is a bad influence on you," my father spoke.

  "Wait, no!" I said in shock of what he said.

  "Yes she is, you can't see her anymore," he said again.

  "Why, what did she do to be a bad influence on me?" I nearly shouted.

  "She is obviously depressed. She seems like a girl that isn't good for your issues already. We don't want you to be depressed again," they both stated.

  "I was depressed because you made me leave! You made me leave her! The only thing that made me happy in this town!" I yelled.

    "She was the reason?" my father looked confused.

  "Yes! Couldn't you see how much better I was doing once we came back?!" I continued to yell.

  "You aren't doing any better! Your grades are horrible. You are failing two classes!" my father hollered.

  "I know that! It's not her fault. I haven't asked her to help me. She has problems of her own," I calmed my voice.

  "Well, until you get those classes up to a 'B-' or more, you will not see her again," my father said in a stern tone.

  "URGGGG!" I grunted as I stomped off to my bedroom. Slamming the door.

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