Crazy

Chapter Two

I ran into the house to see no one.

"Mom! Where are you?!? What's wrong?" I shouted.

She came running out of a room, something red covering her shirt. The scent of open flesh filled my nose and my head began to spin. I could hear Katherine, my older sister, sobbing.

I didn't even bother to kick off my shoes at the front door, just ran strait into the bathroom, where Kat was sitting on the floor, holding her hand.I immediately noticed the cut.It was about three inches long and seriously deep. My gut seemed to twist into a knot, my day going from perfect to horrible in just three minutes.

"Oh, Kitty," she cried, "what have I done?"

At that moment I noticed the large knife on the floor next to her. great, just when we thought it was over. No, we'd never get a break from her illness. My mind was piecing everything together.

Mom was probably folding laundry while Kat saw the knives, vulnerable and unguarded. She took the biggest one and shut herself in the bathroom. The pain finally sunk in and she screamed. That or panicked. Mom came in and tried to calm her. Then called for me.

"Again?!? What happened? I mean, hwy'd you do it?" I questioned.

"He called. I... I couldn't let him take you," ever since our father left she had been so uptight.

Shortly after that she had started the cutting. It was her way of letting off steam. When she got worked up, she'd cut. Mom had always refused to get help, though. She had said it would ruin Kat's future, and mine, too. Luckily, i wasn't affected by it as bad as her. I was only diagnosed with depression, whereas my sister had depression, bipolar, and severe cutting.

Last winter, Kat went off to college, but had to come home after one semester. The English teacher had walked into the bathroom and saw Kat lying there on the ground with a long cut on her right leg. She was sent home immediately and Mom put her in an online class. ever since she's been having dreams of him coming back to hurt me again.

Hunter's ringtone started playing from my phone. I didn't even bother with any kind of greetings.

"Now's not the time. I'll call you back later," I hung up without letting him respond.

"Who was that?" Kat looked at me with wide eyes as I began to clean her wound.

"Hunter Hayes. It's a long story, so don't ask," I almost yelled at her.

She kept her mouth shut for the rest of the night.

*****

Locked away in my room, I pulled out my phone and checked my messages.

Crystal, my second best friend, who also was a major you tuber, had texted me.

hunter just txt me. said u were upset. what happened?

Pretty much the same from Sarah.

I texted kat. ttyl to both of them.

Sarah was the only one to respond, with one letter. k

I decided to text hunter, seeing as I just left him hanging earlier.

sorry. bad night. wish u were here

thx. i miss ur voice

i <3 yours 2 :)

It took him a while to respond to that, but eventually he replied, with and attempt to change the mood.

can u @ least send a pic of ur self?

I laughed, then sent him a message.

im not 1 4 selfies

plz!!!!!!!!!

I sighed, then gave my best smile for the moment as I took a quick pic and hit SEND. I wasn't getting any response, so I put on my Storyline album and flopped down on my bed.

An hour later I checked to see if hunter had replied yet and nearly laughed my head off.

He had taken a picture of himself and my picture and cropped them together to look like he had his arm wrapped around my shoulders. Then he had sent a text.

now i really wish i had a storm warning

lol. highly doubt it. thx tho

idk what ur talking about ur beautiful

I didn't know how to answer that, so I just simply typed up whatever. Then I tried to get some sleep.