Alex’s Point of View
“Love you home?” I called as I walked into the house that day. I expected everything to be like any other day… boy was I wrong.
I walked upstairs into the bedroom think Y/N would be back there. “Baby you here?” I smiled walking through the wooden doorway. I stood in the bedroom and felt my jaw slowly drop. The bedroom was completely torn apart. “Y/N!” I called I saw a broken glass next to the side table. “Y/N! Baby where are you!” I screamed. I go no response.
I ran downstairs into the kitchen and that’s when I saw a bright pink envelope with Y/N’s big loopy hand writing sprawled across it. I pulled it from the fridge and ripped it open.
Dear Alex,
The past six years have been some of the best years of my life, but I can’t do it anymore. I love you so much it hurts but I can’t live with all of this pain anymore. When you leave my anxiety gets so much worse… my depression gets worse…I can’t sleep….. I can’t eat…. I don’t want to leave you but you deserve so much better. I just can’t live in a world where I hurt all the time and I have to share the man I love more than any thing in the world… Never forget me? I love you Alex never forget that.
Love, Y/N
I felt my knees get weak, Y/N was or already did kill herself. I had to stop her. I ran through out the rest of the house, she wasn’t here. Where would she be. My thoughts were interrupted by my cell phone ringing. I looked down to see the hospital’s caller Id flash across the screen.
“Hello?”
“Hello is this Alex Turner?”
“Yes it is.”
“We have a Ms.Y/N Y/L/N here with us, you were on her emergency caller list.”
“Oh my god is she okay?!”
“Yes Mr.Turner, your girlfriend is okay. She’s stable and you can come see her.”
“Thank you sir.”
I hung up and grabbed my keys before running out of the house and getting in my car. I speed to the hospital, I quickly parked and ran into the hospital.
“I’m looking for Y/N Y/L/N.” I said to the lady behind the administration desk. “Relation?” “I’m her husband.” she nodded “Room 343” I nodded and started running towards the stairs.
I got to her room. I slowly opened the door to expose my gorgeous Y/N. Her hair was wet, makeup running down her cheeks, and what appeared to be bruises going around her wrists. She was staring up at the ceiling when I walked in. “Hey there beautiful.” she looked over at me than immediately away. “Y/N?” she didn’t look at me. “Y/N, baby please look at me.” I got closer to her bed. “Go Alex.” she was barely able to croak out. “No Y/N y-” “I don’t want to be with you any more Alex. Leave.” I felt tears welling up in my eyes. “You don’t mean that….” “Yes I do Alex. You don’t need to be here.” “Okay…” I walked away from Y/N’s bed “One thing though, I love you Y/N. I was going to ask you to marry me tonight…” “Alex just go.” I looked into Y/N’s eyes to see tears also welling up in hers. Maybe this hurt her as much as it hurt me…..
