A/N: ok so I no this story is starting to suck but....enjoy the story.
Christina POV:
Oh my god. I am so worried right now about Lynn. I hope she makes it. Shauna takes us to her room. The nurse says we can't go in. Shauna goes crazy and starts screaming, "That's my sister!" and "No! You have to! I've always been there for her when she got chemo and everything! Let me in!".
The nurse still didn't let her in. Shauna sank down in a chair and broke down crying. Even though I'm pretty sure everyone is still mad at her for what she did to Tris, we all feel bad for her. I mean Lynn's cancer has gotten worse. Her tumors are growing from her brain to her lungs. I heard Lynn might not make it.
Then I do the unthinkable; I hug Shauna. I mean her sister could die and it looks like she really cares. Then we all start to comfort her.
__________#Selfie📱📷_________
About an hour later, they finally finish.
"Family only." says the nurse. I check her name tag and see it's Jackie. I chuckle a little. It reminds me of an old show called Nurse Jackie.
About 10 minutes later Shauna comes out with eyes all puffy and red. She says Lynn has a 25% of living.
I start to feel my heart break. Me and Lynn have been friends ever since kindergarten and now, she might die.
I start sobbing and run out of the hospital. I go to the parking lot and sit down in my car, crying.
Then Shauna comes.
"Why are crying?! I should be the one crying! I'm her sister. You were just her friend!" She yells.
"Really? You wanna go there?" I ask. She nods. "Okay then. Lynn and I have been best friends since kindergarten. She's told me everything, I told her everything. I was the second to know when she got cancer (after your parents of course). She was first to know when I got pregnant and yes, Tris was not the first because I was afraid of how she would react." I say with my voice cracking. "So if you'll excuse me, I'll be going home."
I speed all the home. I go to my front door, unlock and throw my stuff across the room. I got to the bathroom and do something I haven't done since middle school. Middle school. Just when you think you're in hell, you realize you have to go to the bigger hell called high school.
Middle school was tough. It was so bad Lynn and I would cut ourselves because we always got bullied. Which is why we took self defense classes to stand up against the bullies.
I snap out of my thoughts and go to the shower. I pull out my razor. I get in front of my mirror right above the sink. I look into the mirror and sigh. I position the razor and slowly cut myself. It feels so good with a hint of pain. Then I start to think about Lynn.
_______#Flashback______
"Hey. You okay?" she asked me.
"Yeah. I just think I need to go home." I reply.
"I'll go with you." she says.
"No I got it." I respond.
I run home. I run to the bathroom and grab my razor. I start sobbing. I start to cut myself. Then Lynn comes in.
"Hey. I know today was tough, but you can't cut myself." she says.
"Why? My parents just got murdered in front of my very eyes last week!" I say sobbing.
"Fine but if you want to end up in the hospital like I did when my parents died and when I got bullied, go straight on ahead." she screams.
"Wait you cut yourself?" I ask shocked.
"Yeah and I still do." She replies.
"Do you wanna maybe cut with me because I haven't done it in 2 weeks and my hands are shaky." I say.
" I guess" she says. "I mean it won't hurt to do it one more time with a friend."
We both get in front of the mirror. First, it's me who cuts. Then Lynn. We wash off our wrists and smile. Then, we walk to a nearby Taco Bell.
_____________#endOFflashback_____
This is for you Lynn. I start cutting myself. Deeper and deeper each time. And with each cut comes out the pain. Then I start to feel lightheaded.
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A/N: crappy or naww srry it's short but I gotta clean my room bye and remember to always...
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