[WARNING: depression and suicide trigger, language]
Calli gets home and she's home alone. Her mom, dad, and sister are out at work.
Cal jumps onto her bed and sobs on her pillow, tears running down her freckled cheek.
She rolls over onto her back and looks up to the ceiling.
she sits there for 10 minutes, until finally getting off and running into the bathroom.
She grabs her shaver and rips the razor out.
Slowly and painfully she marks her arm up and down.
She sheds big long tears as she quietly screams from the pain.
She all of the sudden starts to shake, her vision blurring out.
Blood visibly drips onto the counter in front of her, as she falls onto the ground, laying, passed out.
~ finn pov ~
I should've never gotten with Calli. She's a lying bitch anyways.
I drive all the way to Boo's house. She's better.
All of the sudden I get a text message, from Cal's parents.
' is Calli okay? She's not responding to our messages.'
I groan. I text Wyatt.
'Wyatt. Can you go over to Calli's house and check up on her, please? Here's her address:'
I send him Cal's address and set my phon back down, focusing on the road.
~ Wyatt's POV ~
I'm driving to Finns girls house. He better be thankful. I couldn't finish lunch.
I knock on the door.
No response.
I text Finn and ask if she's there. He says yes.
Shivers roll down my spine.
I grab the doorknob and twist it. It's unlocked.
I walk in. The room is fresh and clean smelling.
"Calli? Are you there? Calllliii?" I yell out.
I see a closed door, with the light on, visibly shown through the crack.
~ reg pov ~
"Calli? Are you okay?"
He says, his chest tensing up.
At the bottom of the door, blood oozes out.
"What the FUCK" Wyatt screams, stepping back.
His eyes tear up.
"Calli! It's Finns friend. I have no idea who you are but please talk to me!" He says, banging on the door.
He tries opening it but it's locked.
Tears shed from his crystal eyes.
"CALLI!" He yells, wiggling the doorknob.
He finally breaks through.
Calli lay there, motionless, blood dripping from her arm.
Wyatt's eyes shatter and he gets on his knees.
"Calli, p-please what h-happened what t-the fuck," He says, whimpering.
Calli's eyes drift open.
She starts screaming.
"Shh shh shh shh!! Cal, please stay calm stay calm." Wyatt comforts her, getting a towel.
"I'm gonna get you bandages." He says. He lays her on the couch, the blood has stopped flooding out.
Wyatt comes back with bandages and wraps Cal's arm.
"There you go. All better. Shh" he says.
Cal looks up into Wyatt's eyes.
"t-t-thank you, uh, what's your name?" Cal says, her shakiness gradually slowing down.
"I'm Wyatt. You can call me- uh..." He says, trying to think up a nickname.
"Wybear?" Cal says, her eyes glittering.
"Wybear" Wyatt says, gently rubbing her shoulder.
"Want to explain to me why this happened?" He says, giving off a comforting grin.
Cal lays there, explaining all that happened.
Wyatt is led to tears.
"Bab- I mean Cal, I'm so sorry. Finn is a jerk. I just wanna let you know that-" Wyatt pauses.
"What is it, Wybear?" Calli asks.
"I love you" he says, finally.
"I love you too" Cal replies.
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Woah what a depressing chapter :')
Hope you guys liked it. :')) look out for more later, I guess jskks
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