One Million Branches [Vic Fuentes Book One]

Everything's not alright and I would rather...

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~ 1 week later ~

~ Paige's POV ~

I sighed as I woke up. I had the apartment to myself the night before and lets just say that I didn't like it. My depression was getting worse for some odd reason and the voice in my head wouldn't leave me alone, causing me to cry my eyes out and cut, after being about three weeks clean. I cut myself and it wasn't just a couple cuts, I to completely bandage up my wrists and a little bit of my thigh. I pulled the blanket over my head, I didn't want to get out of bed, I just wanted to lay there and hide.

Stop being such a little wimp and get up. The voice in my head told me.

"N-no, I-I just want to l-lay h-here." I whispered.

There was no reply from her, also known as the voice in my head that had made my life Hell for years then just suddenly left, only to return about a little less than a week ago, making my life Hell again.

"Paige!?" I heard someone yell, which caused me to jump a little bit. "You up yet?" My door opened.

I stayed quiet, hoping that whoever was there would just leave, but the door didn't close and I heard footsteps get closer to me. I held a breath as the side of the bed I wasn't on, sunk lower.

"Paige, I know your up, what's wrong? Just a week ago you were smiling, and now you don't even want to get out of bed." It was Sally.

I removed the blanket from my head and looked at my hands, letting that held breath escape my lips. I didn't want to talk, live, breathe, or anything at all. I wanted to just curl up in a ball until I died.

"Paige, please tell me what's going on." Sally plead.

"I-I'm fine . . ." I trailed off as tears blurred my vision.

"That's a lie and we both know it." Sally said sternly.

I looked at at Sally, sadness and concern filled her eyes as she looked at me. I didn't want to tell her about everything, she'd just judge me then leave. I couldn't stand that, she was like a sister to me.

She hates you, you know?

I looked away from Sally and toward the window in my room. The shades were drawn, blocking the sunlight from entering my room, I was grateful for that. I didn't want to see how other people were laughing, smiling, and being happy when all I could do was cry and think about how horrible my life was.

"Paige, what are those?" Sally asked, causing me to look at my wrists.

"N-nothing, w-why d-does it matter?" I stuttered.

"That's another lie, Paige, are you . . . cutting?"

"N-no! Wy-why do y-you think th-that?" I said, my heartbeat speeding up. Sally couldn't know, she couldn't.

Sally grabbed my wrist which caused me to hiss in pain and pull away from her. "You're lying, why did you cut?" I stayed quiet. "Fine, I'm calling Vic, he'll know what to do." She got up and left the room.

You idiot! You should have just killed yourself last night and this wouldn't've happened.

"P-please stop . . ." I begged the voice.

No, I need to remind you of every single horrible thing that happened to you. I'm here to tell you what you've done wrong, and to guide you.

I didn't respond, it would make me seem crazy, Sally already thought that and soon Vic would too. I started tearing up at the thought of all my friends thinking I need help, it's something that really scared me. I covered my mouth with my hand as tears flooded my vision and found there way down my cheek. A sob escaped my lips and I just lost it. I pulled at my hair and fell of my bed. I started scratching at the floor as more sobs escaped me. I couldn't stand it, everything was going from bad to worse. I didn't want to live anymore.