Saved (A Doctor Who Story)

Chapter 17: Lonely Has Always Been Friends With Me

We stayed there in the bathroom for the longest time. He was holding me in his arms and I sat there just trying to stop crying. He let go of me and helped me out of the tub. He helped me walk to my bedroom and I sat on my bed clutching my pillow.

The TARDIS was standing in the corner of the room. He leaned against it and crossed his arms. He wasn't angry, well if he was he didn't show it. He looked....sad. He let out a huge sigh. He looked like he was so close to crying, but he was biting back the tears. I stared at the floor, trying to catch my breath. I stopped crying, finally.

"Anna," he said breaking the silence. I glanced at him but quickly looked back to the floor. "Why were you...um, trying to...?" It took me a while to think of the words. I forgot how to speak for a moment. "Do I really have to answer?" I asked, half whispering. "Yes," he breathed.

I threw the pillow across the bed and looked up at him. "Because, I don't have anything to live for," I answered. "That's not true," he replied a little too quickly. "Yes it is," I fought back. I stood up and walked over to him, inches away from his face. He unfolded his arms and was completely against the TARDIS. He must've not liked people getting in his personal space but I didn't care about that right now.

"Listen to me, I've had a crappy life. My mother gave me and my brother to an orphanage when I was five. I only had one friend the whole time I was there and she left me when we were seven. She got adopted. I wanted to feel happy for her, but no. I felt angry and sad. Then, everyone in the orphanage except Ms. Robert was treating me like I was dirt that got on their brand new pair of shoes. They loved Alan, but hated me and I have no idea why.

"When I was 14, Alan and I moved to Mackville. There, I met Emily. Everything was going great until you showed up. Alan died because of you. I have no one left. Right now, Emily is passed out on the couch and I don't know how she puts up with me or if she is really just pretending to be my friend. I would go see Craig, Sophie and Alfie but I'm pretty sure they don't want to see me.

"I know I'm a failure. I'm a failure for a daughter. Did you know I've never had a boyfriend? I've never even had my first kiss and I'm 19. No one likes me and I can't see why. I hate everything. I hate my life. I hate myself," I ranted.

The tears started falling down my face. I turned around so my back was facing him and he didn't have to see me cry again.

"I hate myself," I whispered. I buried my face into my hands and cried. I hated crying in front of him. "No one should have to go through that," he whispered. I sobbed harder. I could feel him turning me around to face him. He lifted my head out of my hands.

"Anna, I am so sorry..." he said. "I'm sorry I got mad at you before you left," I replied. I stopped crying and caught my breath. "Don't you dare be sorry for that. You should've got mad at me. I didn't tell you and I'm sorry. I'm sorry for leaving you," he apologized.

He pulled me into a huge hug and this time I hugged back. I heard the door creaking and Emily walked through. I pulled away from the Doctor. "Did someone get a boyfriend while I was out?" she asked very seriously.

"No, this is my friend, The Doctor. Doctor, that's Emily," I introduced. He looked at me and then to Emily. "I know." "I'm going to bed," she said walking out of the room. "Anna, do you want to come with me again?" he asked leaning against the TARDIS.

I looked down and saw that I was in my PJ's. "As soon as I get dressed. You, go in the TARDIS and I'll be in in a second," I said pushing him into it. I put on a black tank top with dark blue jeans that had rips on the knees and pulled on my black converse.

I quickly put a brush through my hair and as I looked into the mirror I thought for just a second, I actually thought I was pretty....