Chapter 5

299 12 3
                                        

{A/N: Hi! This chapter is a very emotional chapter. If any of you ever go through any of this (cutting or suicide) just know, Life is a precious thing to have. You have so many people that love and care about you. It isn't worth it to take your own life away. I am here for anyone who needs to talk. I love every single one of you. Okay, now to the story. ~Hannah}

I could feel the excitement rushing through my body. Going on this trip was something I have been looking forward to for so long. And I get to skip school! I am on the plane waiting for my dad to sit down. "Kyler, I hope you are just excited as I am." my mom says with a very big smile. I giggle and say "Yes ma'am, I am." she starts to giggle with me. "Good." she says. "Ladies and Gentleman. Please fasten your seat belts before we take off to our destination." the lady on the intercom says with a chirpy voice. Me and my parents put our seat belts at unison and start giggling. We have such a strong bond. I love it!

The plane begins to move. As it goes faster and faster we arent moving off the ground. We go faster and faster and we are still not on the ground. I see some people run and try to open the emergency door. I begin to panic. Before I knew it I felt myself being pulled out of my seat. I open my eyes and feel blood trickle. Where are my parents? "Mom? Dad?" I call more in a whisper. I look over and see them both unconscious. "MOM?! DAD?!" I call out a bit louder. I put my hand over their hearts and nothing. No heart beats. "MOM!! DAD!!" I begin to cry. And keep yelling.

"KYLER?!" I hear Ashton scream worriedly. I open my eyes and let the tears fall. I hate crying in front of people. I let out a terrible choking sound. "Shhh babe. It was just a dream." he says holding me close. "It wasn't just a dream Ashton. "It was about my parents and I witnessed their death." I was crying even harder now. "Awh baby girl. I'm so sorry." he said his voice sad. "I need to clean myself up." I try to get up and stumble to the floor. "FUCK! WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO BE SO HARD?!?" I put my head into my heads and let more tears slip. I feel Ashton walking over to me. "Come here babe." He picks me up, bridal style, and carries me to the bathroom. He sits me on the counter and says "I'm going to get some stuff to clean up your cuts." he says. "okay." I reply looking down. He walks away and I see a razor. I pick it up and hold it to my skin.

"Maybe it would take away the pain."

I think to myself. I press it to my skin and drag the sharp piece of metal across my wrist. "KYLER WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" Ashton screams terrified. I look down and see what I had did to my skin. I do not reply. He walks over quickly and snatches the metal out of my hand. He is mad. Very Mad. Not even mad. Livid.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!" He yells at me in my face. He grabs a lamp off of the table and throws it across the room. Cursing under his breath. I curl into a ball from fear and I start to cry again. I made him like this. I made him mad. He turns around and looks at me with worried eyes.

"Kyler?" he asks with a crack in his voice.

"Kyler? Im sorry. Im just worried." he says as I look down avoiding his gaze.

"Ashton. I can take care of myself." I reply quietly, not even believing my own lie.

"Please. I'm trying to help you. Don't push me away." he says with another crack. I look up at him. I look into his eyes and nod.

~*~30 minutes later~*~

I head back to bed but I know I can't sleep. It was 10 at night. I try to fall asleep but it is impossible. I grab my phone and text Ashton.

Kyler: "Hey, are you awake?"

Ashton: "Yea. Are you okay?"

Kyler: "I can't sleep. Do you think you can sleep up here with me?"

Ashton: "Of course babe."

A few moments later I hear the door open and hear footsteps. I feel the bed sink and I slowly turn my body to face Ashton. He pulls me closer and our legs intertwine. I wince in pain when he touches my bruise and flinch away. He looks at me with sorry eyes. I scoot closer slowly and he wraps his arms securely around my waist.

And for the first time in a while, I felt safe.

{So I listened to Amnesia while writing this. I FRICKING LOVE THAT SONG!! THANK YOU FOR READING! I hope you like it so far. (:~Hannah}

•VOTE & COMMENT•

If You Don't KnowWhere stories live. Discover now