Your Point Of View
I haven’t told Nash about my depression, so today is going to be the day. I looked at myself in the mirror, my body was covered in cuts. I felt tears form in my eyes, what am I doing with myself. I wiped my eyes and went to the bathroom to shower. I turned on the shower, I finished getting undressed. I stepped in, the warm water hit my cuts, it hurt. A lot, minutes later I stepped out and and wrapped a towel around me. I walked over back to my room, I looked around for my phone. I spotted it on the bed, there you are! I said to myself, I picked it up. I got a new text from Nash :
I chewed on my bottom lip, I laid down my phone getting dressed into a long sweatshirt and jeans. I let my hair hang down, I slipped on my shoes. I finished getting ready. I grabbed my phone and texted back.
"About what?"
Seconds later he replied, “Us.”
My heart dropped from my chest. I didn’t bother to reply, I sat on my bed. just thinking. Minutes later a knock was on my door, I walked downstairs to open it. As I got closer to the door, I had a million thoughts running through my mind. I opened the door to see Nash hurt, “(Y/N), ” he started. I looked at him holding back my tears. “Yeah?” I said firmly, “We can’t be together anymore..” He said, it was official, my heart was broken. ” It’s just, the fans, the tour, you. Everything. It’s getting to me..” He said. I can’t believe he was saying this.
"What are you saying when you say "you" ?" I asked, he looked at me. " I can’t do this (Y/N). No I can’t, I’ll end up hurting you. " He said. I stared at him. "H-hurt me?" I asked. He looked at me, "I love you I really do, it’s just I’ll be touring..I’ll meet other girls.. I don’t want to see you hurt." He said. I clenched my fists, "You know what I would feel Nash! You don’t know how I would react. You don’t know anything!" I said.
"Stop yelling please. " He said firmly. I scoffed at him, "No, and if you want to break up then fine. I hope you find a girl who is willing to put up with your shit, like I did. Get off my property. Now." I demanded. Nash looked at me, "Are you fucking kidding me? I try and make this easy for both of us, but now that you said you’re only still with me because you’re the only girl who can put up with my bull shit, then fuck you. I can’t fucking believe you (Y/N)! After all the bullshit you put me through. Wow, fuck you. I don’t ever want to see you again. " He snapped. He turned and left going back to his car.
I quickly slammed the door shut, I slid down the door crying. All I could do was cry. I ran my hands through my hair roughly. ” I fuck up everything!” I yelled, the house was lonely, no one was here but me. I stood up and walked into the downstairs bathroom. Why am I here! Why am I living? I cried and cried my eyesight was blurry. I locked myself in the bathroom, I looked in the mirror, my eyes were red and puffy, my hair was all over the place, my face looked tired. I looked around for pills, anything I can take anything. My head was pounding. I held my head crying. I sat on the bathroom floor looking at the wall.
My eyes wandered the bathroom, I couldn’t find anything yet. My headache got worse, I cried even more holding my head. I held my head tightly. “Why,” is all I could say, I lost everything I ever had. My boyfriend, my friends, my family, everything. In the corner of my eye I saw pills. “Perfect.” I said to myself.
Nash’s Point Of View
First it started at 65 mph, then 70 mph. I knew I was going to get pulled over soon, but it didn’t matter to me. All I wanted was to see my baby. My everything. I dashed down the road, taking sharp turns. My eyes were filled with tears. Her words kept playing in my head.
"Just because I fell in love with your idol. I’m sorry for being that stupid worthless girl, Nash loved. I hope you guys know I tried.."
"Are you guys happy now? Bye time you see this I’ll be gone. I hope you’re happy..I hope you love knowing you won this fight.."
My heart was breaking, I could feel my tears fall, I didn’t bother to wipe them. I should’ve have known, I should’ve have been there. I should’ve known. I stopped my car on the side of the street, I looked over and saw I was at the hospital. I quickly got out my car locking it. I ran inside of the Hospital. I ran to the front desk, ” H-hi, I-I’m looking for ( Y/N) (Y/L/N).” I choked out, the nurse told me her room in a heartbeat.
