Repairing my universe. (ON HOLD)

three

Ten months later.

"Why do you keep doing that to yourself?!" Heath started, "you will end up killing yourself if you keep on doing this shit!" He shouted, obviously irritated.

"I don't know, okay?!" I yelled back. "It's just complicated." I whispered, looking at the ground.

"We know it's complicated, Delilah, but it isn't the solution to your pain." Scolded Alex. I just kept quiet, not knowing what to say anymore. I knew they were right, I just knew. But the pain I felt inside of my chest, exactly where my heart is, was so immense that I felt it physically exhausting the life out of me. That pain was so overwhelming that months ago, after what I will call from now on "inferno night", I started to cut my wrists. At first they were small cuts like scratches, but then they started to be larger, deeper, every time I did it. I knew it was wrong, I shouldn't try to hurt myself but it's a pain reliever.

Heath Miller, my best friend, was sitting on the floor of my living room, in front of me with his legs crossed beneath him. He was slim and very tall and he was a sweet, funny guy. His skin was fair, he had short brown hair, blue eyes and a beautiful smile.

Alexander Jones, my other best friend, was sitting next to me in the same position that Heath and I, were. He was tanned and a head shorter than Heath but he was still taller than me. He had green eyes and his hair was a bit longer than Heath's and it was curly. He was the funniest guy you'd ever meet.

I was very fond of them. We met years ago at a school activity I was forced to go by my mother, but now I thank her because I have Heath and Alex with me and they truly care, they are real friends. I leaned in and with my left hand I grabbed Alex's hand and with my right hand I grabbed Heath's hand. I squeezed their hands in mine.

"Thank you for always being there for me and for loving me unconditionally even though I can be a pain..." I said. Tears pricking at my eyes and soon they started to slowly roll down my big cheeks. Heath wrapped his arms around me in a comforting hug.

"You do not have to thank us, Delilah. You're very special and we would do anything to see you happy again." Said Heath hugging me.

"Yeah, or going out of the house. Socializing for one, enjoying the beautiful things nature has to offer, hang out with us outside of your house. Lilah, you only go out to go to school and nothing else. That's not healthy." Alex said, motioning outside the window. I pursed my lips. They were right. I had to go out and live.

Without saying anything, I stood up from the floor and walked into my room. I quickly changed into some ripped jeans, a black shirt and black vans. When I came out of my room, Heath and Alex were both on their feet looking at me quizzically.

"Let's go to the park." I simply said. I watched their eyes light up as if they were kids on Christmas Day. I rolled my eyes and playfully punched Heath's arm and Alex's arm next with my small fist. They repeated the gesture and I made a face, mocking pain. We laughed hysterically because we were so immature. These guys are my everything, the only people I need in my life.

We walked to the nearest park and sat on a bench. I was looking around as if this were a different planet and someone would come kidnap me and kill me. Imagine my horrified face.  Alex noticed it and he tapped my shoulder making me turn to face him.

"It's okay, Lilah. You're safe with us." He smiled reassuringly. I gave him a weak smile and looked forward once more. There were kids playing, running, laughing, eating ice cream, happy. I looked around the park again and spotted the swings, they were vacant. I got up in a nanosecond and started running towards it. I felt Heath and Alex running and laughing behind me, they knew what I was up to. When we reached the swings we each took a seat in one. There were only three of them so we were the only ones swinging there. I was sitting in the middle with Heath to my left and Alex to my right. We were laughing as we got higher on the swings. It felt good to be outside and laughing for the first time in ten months. This is why I need these two guys to always be with me, they make me laugh when I don't feel like laughing. They're the best friends I'll ever have. All the while we were swinging, making stupid jokes and laughing, I couldn't help but notice a guy sitting in a bench not too far from us, facing us, and drawing something on the sketchbook he had on his lap. From what I could tell, he was really handsome. Black haired, pale skin, dressed in dark jeans and black shirt and black converse. I couldn't stop staring in wonder, I had never seen him before and he just looks so interesting. He looked up and our eyes locked, I quickly looked away, embarrassed to be caught staring. My cheeks were burning red, I was mentally hitting myself. After a beat I looked up, he was still looking over at me and he was now giving me a small, seemingly shy smile. Suddenly, I felt self conscious of the way I looked and how my mental and emotional self was ill. I looked back down and stopped moving my feet, eventually making me stop swinging. Heath and Alex immediately stopped swinging too, they stood up and walked closer to me.