She Said She Loves You (Beatles AU fanfic)

Chapter 18

Hi guys!!! I'm back. Sorry I was gone so long, I was as camp and I had a Drill Team carwash fundraiser today and I am mentally and physically exhausted. I'm going to try to update three times today to make it up to yall. Thanks so much to the ones that are staying with me! <3 thebeatlemaniaclife

John's pov

No. No. No. Not Ringo. Not Ringo Starr. Not Richard Starkey. Why would he do this to himself. He's too beautiful of a boy to do this. That's exactly what Ringo is. A sweet, innocent, beautiful boy. When I saw those scars on Ringo's wrist, I almost had a panic attack.

"R-r-r-Ringo," I whimpered. "Yes John," Ringo answered. "Why would you do this to yeself'," I asked, quietly. Ringo finally looked up at me, his blue eyes like I never had seen them before. They were angry. No, they were pissed off. They had a look of hatred in them. "Get out, John," Ringo growled. "Wha-" I asked before Ringo cut me off again. "I said get out!" I jumped off Summer's bed and ran to the door. I've never seen Ringo that angry before.

Ringo's pov

I do feel bad about snapping at John. He didn't mean to piss me off; it just happened.

I felt Summer shift around and I gripped her close to me. She woke up and opened her beautiful green eyes. "Hi," Summer said quietly, grinning. I gave a small chuckle. "Hi, princess," I answered. "So that would make ye' a prince," She asked. "No," I said. "I'm the noble knight that has rescued you from your tower prison." She grinned and giggled.

I tightened the grip of my arm around her shoulders and accidentally touched her back. I saw her flinch and heard her let out a small, but loud in my heart, whimper. "Sorry, love," I mumbled, caressing her wrists. She gave a curt nod. I took my hands off her wrists and went to my bathroom.

I stumbled through the dark room that John and I shared and went to the bathroom. I picked up the make up for my wrist. I put my hands on the sink and looked at the mirror. I wanted cocaine. I needed cocaine. I went to my nightstand and opened the drawer. I pulled out the white powder and went to the bathroom.

I emptied the coke on the toilet seat and got a pound out of my wallet. I kneeled down and rolled up the paper. I leaned over the seat and sniffed the substance. A few minutes later, I felt the feeling of the drug taking me over. I grinned and leaned back onto the wall. I started laughing and for some reason, crying. I let out a wail. I heard footsteps coming to the bathroom and I didn't look up, because I knew who it was.

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George's pov

I was sleeping in my bed when I heard a shrill scream. It sounded like it was coming from Ringo and John's room. I jumped up from my bed and bolted to the room. I saw Summer run to the room also. I put my arm out over her and shook my head.

"Wait her till I come and get you," I whispered, opening the door. She nodded as I ran into the room and shut the door. I walked carefully into the bathroom where the sobs were coming from. I looked and I saw Ringo sobbing on the floor. "Rings," I asked, putting a hand on his shoulder.

He gasped and looked at me with bloodshot eyes. "Oh, Ringo," I whispered, sitting on the floor and pulling him into my arms. I pulled him on my legs and cradled the small, crying boy. I rocked him back and forth and sang in his ear to calm him.

After a while, his crying ceased and the boy went limp. "Richie," I whispered. Nothing. He was asleep. I picked him up like a small child and carried him out the door. Summer was slumped against the doorway and jumped up once she saw Ringo. She ran to her bedroom and opened the door for me and Ringo.

I nodded a thanks and carried Ringo to the bed and laid him down on Summer's bed. Summer ran over to me and tugged me out of the room with her. When we were out of the room, Summer broke down. "Hey, hey now, what's wrong," I asked, pulling her into my arms. "It's all my fault, George," She whispered. "Why do you say that, love," I asked, frowning.

Summer shook her head, her blue hair sort of floating around. "I-I don't know," She whispered. "It just is." I nodded. I pulled her into a much tighter hug. Summer finally got herself back together and she gave me a quick hug and smile, the walked back into her room. I walked back to my room and fell asleep.