[Third Person]
<a week later>
Leeanne has never been so depressed in her life. She thought letting Justin go would be good for her. But it's the exact opposite. It's like he took a part of her with him. She tried to get it back, but she can't.
Justin hasn't been any better either. He stays locked in his room. Drinking his sorrows away. His mom tries to talk to him. But he doesn't listen. He just cries himself to sleep everyday and night. It's been tough on him. He knows he fucked up. And bad.
"Lee lee!" A voice calls from the kitchen.
"Yes?"
"Where's Amelia's bottles?" Jessie asks.
"Um... Hold on for a second." She says coming out of her study.
She walks into the kitchen to see her best friend carrying her baby girl around the kitchen searching for the bottles.
She goes straight to the bottle cabinet, grabbing a clean one and a nipple.
"Here. Is she hungry?" She asks pinching her babies cheek.
"Girl yeah. She was literally reaching for the can of milk." Jessie chuckles which makes her laugh.
"Justin?" Pattie calls out to her son. She walks up to his room door, tapping on it gently.
"Justin you need to eat." She says as it opens. She sees him laid out across the bed, a piece of paper in his hand. She looks closer to see an empty bottle on the side of the bed.
"Oh my god! Justin!" She squeals, running to his side. She rolls him over, seeing him unconscious.
"Justin... Sweetie wake up." She says close to tears, patting his face. She grabs his phone, dialing 9-1-1.
"Amelia Ann... What are you doing?" Leeanne chuckles, as her daughter smiles wiggling to the music playing.
"She's a good dancer." Jessie chuckles.
Suddenly, Leeanne's phone rings. She turns the music off answering the phone.
"Hello?"
All she could hear was soft sobbing.
"Hello? Who's this?"
"L-Leeanne? I-it's me."
"Ms. Pattie? What's wrong?" She asks.
"It's Justin... H-he... H-he..."
"H-he what, Ms. Pattie?"
She lets out a sob. "He tried to kill himself."
Leeanne's breath leaves her body. He did what?
"L-lee... Leeanne?"
"W-where are you?" She asks her voice shaky. Pattie tells her their location.
"I-I'm on my way." She says, hanging up.
"What's wrong?" Jessie asks.
Lee looks at her, tears in her eyes.
"J-Justin... H-he t-tried to commit suicide."
The next few moments went by like lightening speed. Leeanne rushed to the hospital, talking to Ms. Pattie and the doctors. Apparently this wasn't Justin's first suicide attempt. And hearing that broke Leeanne some more. Thankfully they pumped his stomach and they wanted to monitor him for the night.
"We will need him to be under suicide watch for a few weeks." The doctor says.
"Well... I-I..." Pattie trails off.
"He could stay with me." Leeanne says.
"Are you sure?" Pattie asks.
"Y-yeah... I-I am." She stammers.
"Lee lee... Amelia's getting fussy." Jessie says. She reaches for her, letting Amelia lay on her shoulder.
"You can go see him now. He's asleep but he'll be up soon." The doctor says.
They nod and follow him to Justin's room.
He laid in the bed, his chest moving up and down as he slept. Pattie couldn't see him like this and neither could Leeanne. She stepped our and left them in there.
Leeanne walked to the side of the bed looking down at Justin's face. He looked so broken. His cheeks red. His face filled with pain.
She leans down, pecking his forehead. Amelia turns around to see her dad's face and reaches for him. Leeanne lays her on his chest, letting her hug him. Her head lays against him as she sucked her pacifier until she fell asleep.
Tears filled her eyes as she witnessed the sight before her. She wanted to be angry at Justin. But she couldn't be. All she could do was feel remorse.
She sat in the chair, watching the two people she loves the most sleep in each other's arms.
And as she began to think about everything that has happened, it hurt too much to not be with Justin. She realized it wasn't just hurting her...
But it nearly killed him.
(A/n: I'm not so sure about this. What do you guys think? Comment pleasssseeee!?!?!? Love you for reading:)
